#Chapter 113: You Look Like A Dream

Aria’s POV Under the mistletoe, Liam moved in and I didn’t move away. Slowly, gently, his lips pressed against my own. I closed my eyes at once, enjoying the warm softness of him. The kiss itself was soft and sweet, not demanding or insisting, more a quiet gift of consent and compromise. I sighed against him, and he swallowed the noise. Tilting our heads, we separated and then came back for a second, lingering sweet kiss. “Cooties,” William scoffed with disgust, even as Joe cheered, “It worked!” In his excitement, Joe accidentally dropped the mistletoe. It flopped right down onto my head. In my surprise, I pulled back, breaking the kiss. Liam looked at me for a long moment, and I looked back. We might have stared at each other all night, if William didn’t call out, “Dad, Joe, come play cars with me!” William struggled to open the tight plastic packaging around his new present. William went to help him at once, removing the plastic and freeing the cars. With the cars on the