Celeste
I woke slowly, warmth surrounding me.
For a few blissful seconds, I had no idea where I was.
Then I felt the steady rise and fall beneath my cheek.
Jamie.
I was still wrapped in his arms, my head resting against his chest, his heartbeat a quiet rhythm beneath my ear.
I smiled.
Christmas had been better than I ever could have imagined.
After everything that had happened lately, I’d expected the day to be filled with awkwardness, tension and reminders of everything I’d lost.
Instead, I’d laughed.
I’d eaten too much.
I’d played drinking games for the first time.
I’d watched a horror movie that would probably haunt my dreams for weeks.
And somehow, I’d felt like I belonged.
I didn’t want to move.
I didn’t even want to check the time.
If I shifted, I might wake Jamie, an
