Page 76 of Kiss Me

“I love you,” I tell him.

I have no idea what’s going to happen for us after this week is over. What I do know, however, is that I’m completely in love with this man.

He cups my face, his taking on a magical expression. “I made you fall in love with me in only a week?” he asks, grinning.

I nod. “Are there any other wishes I can grant for you?” I joke.

“Just one.” He pulls something out of his pocket and holds it over our heads.

I glance up to see its mistletoe.

“Kiss me,” he insists.

And I do.