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“Because it’s true,” Aussie said earnestly, his voice softening. “I can’t believe I get to wake up with you.”
Her expression softened, and she reached up to trace the line of his jaw. “You’re pretty amazing yourself, you know.”
“Not amazing enough to deserve you,” he teased, though his heart felt full just hearing her say it.
“You’re ridiculous,” Ava said, laughing as she playfully pushed his chest.
“And yet, you’re still here,” he shot back, his grin widening.
They stayed like that for a while, trading soft words and laughter as the morning light grew brighter.
Eventually, Ava propped herself up on her elbow, her expression thoughtful. “We should probably get up before Christian comes looking for us.”
Aussie groaned dramatically, pulling her back down against him. “Just five more minutes.”
Ava laughed, but she didn’t resist, settling into his arms once more. “Fine, but if he bursts in here, I’m blaming you.”
“I’ll take my chances,” he said, his voice full of warmth.
As they lay there, the scent of pine and the faint sound of Christmas music from downstairs filled the air. Aussie couldn’t imagine a better way to start the day than having Ava in his arms and the promise of a future with her in his heart.
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About an hour later, and after two cups of coffee, Ava sat cross-legged next to the Christmas tree, watching as everyone opened presents.
Christian sat beside her as he tore into a brightly wrapped box with his name on it. Across the room, Aussie lounged in anarmchair, his signature easygoing grin in place as he watched the scene unfold. His parents were seated nearby, exchanging knowing smiles as they handed out the last few gifts.
“Whoa, check this out!” Christian exclaimed, holding up a sleek skateboard emblazoned with bold, vibrant designs. His eyes were wide with disbelief as he turned to Ava. “This is awesome!”
Ava laughed softly, “I’m glad you like it. Just promise me you’ll wear the pads and helmet that go with it.”
“Of course!” he said with a grin that didn’t quite convince her.
Aussie chuckled from his spot, raising a mug of cocoa in a mock toast. “If he’s anything like me at that age, good luck getting him to keep the helmet on.”
“Not helping,” Ava shot back playfully, her lips curving up into a smile.
Aussie winked at her before leaning forward to grab a gift from beneath the tree. “Speaking of rebels, this one’s for you, Ava.” He handed her a small box wrapped in silver paper, tied neatly with a red bow.
“For me?” Ava asked, glancing at him suspiciously as she took the box.
“Just open it,” he said, his grin widening.
Ava carefully untied the ribbon, her fingers trembling slightly, though she wasn’t sure why. She peeled back the paper to reveal a black velvet box. When she opened it, her breath caught. Inside was a delicate silver bracelet and a charm in the shape of an anchor.
Her throat tightened as she looked up at Aussie. “It’s beautiful,” she said softly.
“It reminded me of you,” he said, his voice quiet but steady. “Strong, grounded, always holding steady no matter what storms come your way.”
Ava felt her eyes sting, and she blinked quickly to keep the tears at bay. “Thank you,” she whispered, fastening the bracelet around her wrist.
“You’re welcome,” Aussie replied, his voice warm. “Merry Christmas, Ava.”
“Merry Christmas,” she said, her smile trembling but genuine.
Before she could dwell on the emotions bubbling in her chest, Christian nudged her arm. “Ava, this one’s for you, too,” he said, holding up a brightly wrapped gift.
Ava took it, laughing as she tore into the paper. Inside was a framed photo of her, Christian, and Aussie, taken just a few days earlier when they had been outside and engaged in a snowball fight. The three of them were laughing. She had forgotten that Aussie’s mom had been out there taking pictures.
