Page 34 of Season's Greetings
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Matthew turned, cheeks rosy. “I meant every word.”
Daniel crossed the room, wrapped his arms around him, and rested his chin on Matthew’s shoulder.
“I didn’t growl. Not even a little.”
Matthew threw his head back and laughed. “Progress.”
They didn’t need to say anything else.
The silence between them was no longer filled with regret.
Just light. And love with lots of added glitter.
Outside, the snow kept falling—soft, deep, and perfect.
Inside, they finally belonged. Finally found, home.
The End
