Chapter Thirty-Two
Wade
Dani walked beside me with her mittened hand clasping mine, the snow crunching under our feet. We were passing by a tall pine tree decorated with holiday lights by the lodge when I gave her hand a little tug and came to a stop.
She looked up at me. “What?”
“Merry Christmas,” I said as I reeled her close to me, the lights from the tree casting a silvery glint on her curls as the snow drifted down around us.
“Merry Christmas,” she said softly.
The moment felt magical. With the snow glittering in the lights as it fell, and the cold air still around us, the moment felt suspended in time. Leaning down, I brushed my lips across hers, feeling what was becoming a familiar zing of electricity spiral through me from where our lips met.
She shivered slightly, and I lift
