Heat for the Holidays

Chapter 26

TWENTY-SIX

CHRISTMAS EVE

I love her, I love her, I love her.

I love the way her green eyes grow shiny with happy tears.

I love the way her breath hitches when I brush my lips across hers.

I love that she’s sitting in front of me on Christmas Eve, making my every wish come true.

I thought I loved her before, but at this moment, when her eyes are wide and the rising sun casts the Earth in its beautiful, warm glow, I know I have never loved her more than this moment.

Because now she is mine.