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Gently, I run a finger over the knuckle, waiting for him to say something, but he doesn’t. “You don’t believe me,” I finally say, to fill the silence. He shakes his head. “No, I’m just thinking of you…as a cheerleader.”
Dropping his hand, I smack him on the shoulder, but as hard as his body is, it probably hurts me more. “Ass. I’m going to put on my Christmassy clothes and make dinner.”
He runs his palms down his sweater as if to smooth it, puts his hands on his hips, and gives me a smirk. “Bring it on, sweetheart.”
The map might say we’re on a mountain in Tennessee, but for the first time in my life, I could swear I’m in heaven.
“I expected the cabin visit to be the worst, most depressing weekend of my life, especially when you showed up. But it wasn’t. Not at all. Instead, everything was…really good. You asked me what I’d want on my Christmas list, and it would be you and me…seeing if this is real.”
His kiss is a symphony of emotions, a promise of love, and a reminder of our journey. In this moment, as his lips move against mine, I realize while nothing in life is perfect, some things, some moments, are infinitely better, more beautiful, more precious. They are the moments that make life worth living, the times that bring light to the darkness, and I’m grateful, so incredibly grateful, to have found this moment with him.
