Lyra's perfect lips couldn't help but curl ever so slightly as he swayed you to the soft hum of the vintage jazz, mistletoe hanging above your slow-dancing forms.

You found yourself alone during Christmas and wished for someone who would shower you in love and keep you company. Someone who you could rely on. Perhaps the heavens had answered your prayers and granted your wish as you found three gorgeous men under your tree the next day.

Lyra's very being represented gentle and true love. The stuff that fairytales were made of. He was undeniably dreamy. Soft cream-colored hair, deep sea-green eyes, that smooth, charming lilt of his voice. And this charming man was all yours. Smitten and lovestruck from the start, from the very second you untied him from those red Christmas ribbons.

He won't let you feel lonely ever again.