The Mistletoe Motive

“Thank you for your escort, good sir.”

He gives me a stern look.
“You have no business walking alone, especially with those headphones on, understand?”

I shrug.
“It keeps life exciting.”

“Exciting.”

And just like always, her radiant joy hits me like an arrow to the heart.

When I realized harsh scents gave you headaches, I stopped wearing cologne and switched to this instead.”

for you, no turning back.
I’m not a praying man, Gabriella, but I prayed so fucking hard that this wasn’t some horrible joke, that you’d be happy when you realized it was me, that

“That’s when I prayed, because kissing you was water in a desert, sunlight breaking the horizon, and I was gone for you, no turning back.

“That’s when I prayed, because kissing you was water in a desert, sunlight breaking the horizon, and I was gone for you, no turning back.
I’m not a

Only you were just so perfect, standing there catching snowflakes on your tongue, a smile lighting you up, and I knew you wanted me, even though you were torn

“I just found you, and now you’re leaving me?”

I wanted both of you, and now I don’t have to choose, because it’s all…you.”

The smell of books and wood polish tickles my nose.