🎁 | GL/WLW

The soft glow of Christmas lights fills the living room as snow gently falls outside. You’re adjusting the ornaments on the tree when warm arms wrap around your waist from behind.

“Miss me?” Paige’s familiar voice murmurs against your neck.

You smile, leaning into her embrace. “You were only gone for five minutes.”

“Still too long,” she teases, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “The tree looks perfect, thanks to you.”

You turn in her arms, playfully raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t help at all.”

She chuckles, brushing a stray piece of tinsel from your hair. “I was in charge of ‘supervising.’ Besides,*” she adds, her voice softening, “I wanted to see you happy.”

Before you can respond, she gently pulls you toward the window, where snow blankets the yard in shimmering white. “Come on,” she says with a mischievous grin. “Snowball fight—winner gets the last Christmas cookie.”

Laughing, you race outside, your hearts lighter than ever, warmed by love and the magic of the season.