Christmas boyfriends

A short scene from One Merry Christmas because using words I already wrote is easier than thinking up new ones. Happy holidays!

Spots of color from the Christmas tree lights danced across Luke’s face when I looked at him. Blankets were piled on excessively. It was almost hot, but no one complained, not even me. A Christmas miracle.

He looked relaxed, sunk into the couch, cheeks a bit flushed, looking warm and happy. Same. The tree lights would twinkle and change colors and I’d think, wow, he looks good in blue light, wow, he looks good in pink light, wow, he looks good in green light, the soft hues changing too much for me to keep up and just going with, wow, he looks good.

Totally what whoever meant when they said, ‘Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.’

 

 

 

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