"Ahhhh," Prudence sighed in a quavery voice. "I have changed my mind."
"About what?" he asked, brushing the hair back behind her ears, a loving smile on his face for her and only her.
"All I want for Christmas is for you to say that again," she murmured, a smile trembling on her lips.
Stephen's lips widened. "I believe that can be arranged. In fact, lucky girl that you are, I think I can give you both things."
And he did.
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