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Chapter 4

Holly

The sound of my heart pounding is so loud that I’m sure he can hear it. “There’s more than a chance.”

I can’t believe I just said it, but I’m tired of fighting the feelings I have.

I care about him, and I’ve been fooling myself by saying anything else. He’s sweet, caring, and if he left, I would forever wonder.

Dean is the opposite of anyone I’ve ever been with, and I think that’s a good thing.

“There is?”

He can’t leave without knowing, because I want him to come back. Even if it means I never get another account again. Well, maybe not that much, but still.

My breathing is shallow as I tell him everything that’s in my heart. “I care about you, Dean. I have for a long time. I know what you overheard, but none of it was true. I only said it because bad things happen around this time of year and I wanted to protect myself. I wanted to believe we could be together, but then everything just felt so . . . scary.”

I give him my truth because I trust him with it. He’s never lied to me, and he’s always done anything he could to make me smile.

When I was broken, Dean somehow always made getting up and coming to work a little less painful. He never pushed me, but now there’s no going back.

“I’m going to make you love Christmas again, Holls. I’m going to show you that Santa, snow, the music, and all things are full of joy.”

I shake my head, both telling him no and denying the claim to myself. “How do you plan to do that?”

He presses his lips to mine, and I push my body against his. “By reminding you that it’s how we got together. Because if that stupid snowstorm hadn’t knocked the power out during the time of year when Santa comes and if the music weren’t playing in our office that night, we wouldn’t have joy. We wouldn’t have finally stopped pretending these feelings between us were really happening.”

My lips turn up, and I play with the hair on the back of his neck. “I think this could’ve happened in the summer.”

Dean nods with a shrug. “Maybe, but I believe there’s something magical in the air that makes it so we all can’t help but accept what comes our way.”

Before I can say another word, the elevator jerks and we’re moving. I go to step away, but Dean holds me tight. Then the door opens and there are three people standing there, looking at the two of us in each other’s arms.

“Well, seems you guys are doing just fine,” an older gentleman says before letting out a low chuckle.

“Yeah, I think we are,” Dean says as he steps back and grabs his jacket from the floor.

For the first time in a long time, I think I am too. It may not have been the way I wanted to spend an hour of my time, but it ended up being the best hour of my life.

He extends his hand, and I take it.

“You two have to kiss,” the older man says, and I finally get a look at him.

He’s a heavy man with a white beard. He looks exactly like . . . Santa. There’s a glimmer in his eyes as though he already knows that’s exactly what we were doing in that elevator.

“What?” I say.

He points to the ceiling right outside of the elevator door. “Mistletoe.”

“Oh.”

“It’s bad luck,” Santa look-alike says. “Plus, it’s the holidays. You never know what can happen if you believe. Do you believe, Holly?”

I look at Dean and smile. “Yeah, I do. It’s really the best time of year.”

Dean grins and presses his lips to mine, reminding me that anything can happen during the holidays if you just have faith.

THE END

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