“The house looks great, O.” Her cheeks flushed. She had to know it looked good, because I wasn’t being facetious at all. I’d genuinely forgotten the magic of the holidays until that very moment, staring out at my candle-lit living room under the golden blanket of light. It wasn’t like Mateo and I didn’t celebrate, but we weren’t the types to decorate on our own. Up until a few years ago most of our Christmases were spent on a deployment somewhere, and it had always been secondary on account of it. But this… This was nice. “Thank you.” She smiled up at me. Her eyes were crystal blue, but that
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