Page 88 of Single Dad's Christmas Cookie

“I think it’s a good thing. Nana Deb isn’t much like Grandmother that way. You don’t have to worry. You’ll have fun with her this summer,” I told Amelia.

Nova and I were scheduled to leave for Italy through Atlanta. We would travel with Amelia to Nova’s parents’ before leaving the country. Amelia would spend the six weeks we were away getting to know her grandparents.

“Okay, that’s good,” she said right before running off to explore some more.

“If you go upstairs, do not open any of the doors. Those offices belong to other people,” I yelled after her.

“You are amazing,” Nova said as she wiggled into my personal space and wrapped her arms around me.

I looked down at my future wife. “You’re the amazing one. I probably should have waited. I know your mind is full of too many things you still need to do, but I couldn’t wait. You like it?”

“I love it. I love you. You aren’t kidding about too much to do. I haven’t had time to go shopping for the trip. They kept me so busy this last month at school. I swear they were doing it on purpose.”

“You don’t have to pack anything fancy for the trip.”

“Are you kidding me, Bryan? It’s Italy. It’s our honeymoon. I want to look amazing for you every day. I don’t have a proper trousseau of clothes for a multi-week trip with my current wardrobe.”

“That’s not a problem. I don’t plan on letting you out of bed. You don’t need clothes.” I smirked at her.

“You are incorrigible.”

“Yeah, but you love me. How about this? You pack what you need for a few days, and I’ll take you shopping in Italy.”

“I take it all back. You aren’t incorrigible. You’re the best. Simply the best. I love you.”

When she kissed me, I couldn’t help but think she was the best too.

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