“Juni baby…” He paused, releasing his grip on my ass to reach up and touch something on the top of my head. It wasn’t until I felt a little tug that I realized he was readjusting the bow in my hair. Then his gaze dropped to mine, and it shone with a thousand holiday lights. “Can I have a date for Christmas? I want to take you out.” On the inside, I squealed. But on the outside, I kissed him tenderly before whispering against his lips. “You can have as many dates as you like, Julian.”
