Merry Ex-Mas

by Courtney Walsh

“I was just thinking that Christmas wishes do come true.” I couldn’t keep from smiling if I tried. I’m deliriously happy, and I know it’s because I’m finally—finally—where I belong.

When Max pulls away, I don’t open my eyes right away. Instead, I mark the moment in my mind because I never want to forget how it feels to be in his arms. Like I was born to fit in this exact space. It just took me a little while to get back here. Max leans closer and whispers, “Merry Christmas, Marin.”

“Merry Christmas, Max.” I kiss him again through a smile I can’t keep away. “Is this the part where we live happily ever after?” “I think it is.” Another kiss. “For as long we both shall live.”