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The two-story brick house with twinkling white icicle lights lining the roof was so pretty, I legit wanted to cry I’d somehow found myself married—in name only—to the perfect man, who lived in the perfect town, and owned the perfect house Life really wasn’t fair so I’d ever drea me keep it all for a few months

“Don’t get out yet,” Christopher coer door lined up with the sidewalk leading to the front of the house

I figured he wanted to clear the ay so I wouldn’t slip in the snow Sighing over how thoughtful he was, I watched hi a shovel, he sto open the passenger door and leaned in to unbuckle my seat belt

“Thank y—” My whisper turned into a yelp when he slid his hands undermy ar?”

He kicked the vehicle door shut and started tomy bride over the threshold”

“But that doesn’t h he was carrying“It seee traditions when I’h to save your town”

His hold on htened as the front door slaic behind his actions Instead, he remained silent while he stomped up the stairs and down the hall I didn’t catch what most of the house looked like, but I did spot a vase filled with pretty flowers in a bedroom as we passed I found it a little odd since Christopher didn’t seeuy who kept flowers in his hoet the chance to ask him about it before he walked into what had to be the master bedroo-sized bed

“What in the world are you doing?” I gasped, bouncing on the soft surface

“Getting ready to consu the heck out of me as he followed me down and covered my body with his, snowy boots and all

My head was spinning out of confusion and fro hie being in name only, I wondered if I’d misheard what he’d just said “I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

His lips were so close towhen he whispered, “How about I show you instead?”