Only Christmas

“Thought you might want to open your Christmas Eve present now.” She smirks. My eyes travel up and down her body, one of her hands resting on the small baby bump. How the hell did I get so lucky to find this woman in my bed all those years ago?

“I always want to unwrap you.” I clear the space between us, claiming her mouth in a deep kiss.

“I love you.” She smiles up at me when I release her mouth.

“Love you too, angel.”

She’s impossible not to love. I’d fallen for my angel the moment I laid eyes on her. I knew she was special. I felt it down to my soul.

She was always meant to be mine, and I will always belong only to her.

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