He tilted his head. ‘Hmm. What was that for? Not that I’m complaining.’
She lifted the sleeve of her coat and jiggled her wrist at him. The little Orient Express bracelet tinkled and caught the light. ‘My gifts. They’re beautiful. Thank you.’ She looked at this tall and commanding man who had fought so hard for her. Had cared so much. ‘I’ve only got me to offer you.’
‘You are all I ever wanted for Christmas.’ He leaned in and their lips met and Kelsie softened and sighed into this gorgeous man she was not going to waste another minute not loving.
‘Merry Christmas, my love.’
He squeezed her in his arms and she felt surrounded by his love. It felt so right. He whispered in her hair, ‘Welcome home.’