“And Merry Christmas!” I call.
Bates and Hales move faster than I’ve ever seen from either of them before, already giggling like teenagers as they head to my station to retrieve their room key.
“I’m going to have to pay Miranda extra to come in and clean that room tomorrow, aren’t I?” I sigh.
“And tip her for what will undoubtedly be a disgusting mess.”
I turn back to my fiancé, grinning. “Have you ever had a Christmas like this one?”
“Never. But I hope for many more.”
“Wish granted.”
I walk over and settle back in on his lap. He’s not hard anymore, but I don’t care. I nuzzle in at his neck, breathing deep that now-familiar smell that has overtaken our bedroom and my office and every other place I love.
“This is everything I ever wanted,” I whisper into the spot just beneath his ear. “It’s everything I ever dreamed of.”
“And it’s only just started,” he says, stroking my hair.
I smile, never wanting to leave his lap.
THE END