Derek gently steers me out from beneath the mistletoe with a hand on the back of my neck. It's a wonder my legs don't just give out beneath me, but I can't stop staring up at him.

We've moved just a couple steps, his smile sweet and kind and and before I know it he's leaning down again, my eyes going wide and heart tripping as he presses another kiss. This one lingers and I actually do rest my hands on his arms if only so I don't topple right over.

I really, really don't want to stop.

He's the first to pull away this time and I stare at him as he takes a breath. I'd give almost anything to know what he's thinking right now, but all I can do is nod, swallowing tightly. "So... so much more than good," I admit with a quick laugh. "Oh my god. Uhm. Thank you. For... for that."