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with you.”
    “Yes, that was a terrible lie, but we’re going to make that right as soon as we have an opportunity,” he replied.
    Tess stopped crying to stare at him, her eyes adjusting to the dim light.
    “I mean, sure, you had a mind-blowing orgasm, but I was left hanging, baby,” he said, winking at her and then running his finger down her arm lightly. “But why do I get the sense that I’m missing what you’re really upset about?”
    “Because you are missing it. I’m upset because I don’t know if you really like me or if you were just having fun. If you were just having fun then I’ve embarrassed myself and my sister and she may never forgive me.”
    “And if I really like you?” he asked.
    “Then I’ll be so happy because I like you a lot ,” she said, then hid her head in her knees again. “It’s not fair, I don’t like having to tell you everything like this.”
    The room was quiet for a moment.
    “You’re right, it’s not fair for me to have a conversation like this with you when you’re stuck telling me the whole truth. But it’s irresistible, Tess,” he said at length. “I do like you, I like you a lot , as you said. And I feel like I know you better than I should after just a day, exactly because of this curse of yours. But that’s not the only reason.”
    He paused to stroke her hair, the weight of his big hand erasing tension she hadn’t known her hair could hold.
    “Tess, you’re amazing. You want to know how things work, you want to make them better, you care about helping people - you don’t just say it, you do it. I know you’re not sure yet what you want to do with your life, but whatever it is, I’m sure it’s going to be awesome. And, I hope you’ll do it by my side.”
    She looked up.
    Will was gazing down at her.
    “Wh-what are you saying?” she asked him.
    “I’m asking you to be my wife,” he told her seriously, his hazel eyes blazing.
    “After one day ?” she asked.
    “Technically I was pretty sure after about six hours,” he admitted. “But it’s true I didn’t ask until just now. Do you want to marry me?”
    “Yes,” she said immediately, then covered her mouth with her hand.
    “I heard that, you can’t pretend you didn’t say it,” he teased her. “I’ll tell you what, I don’t have a ring, so you can test me out - keep me as a fiancé on a trial basis, until they clear the roads and we can get to the jewelry store in Tarker’s Hollow. Does that sound okay?” he asked.
    But the magic had finally loosened its hold on Tess.
    Instead of answering she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him like he was going to war.
    He wrapped his arms around her, cradling her like she was a delicate flower, not the very sturdy woman she knew herself to be.
    She climbed onto his lap and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, kissing him until she had to stop for a breath.
    “No more magic?” he asked sadly. “How will I know you’re not faking with me?”
    “You want me to be authentic?” she teased.
    He nodded enthusiastically.
    “Hm,” Tess said.
    “Hurry, woman, do some magic,” he urged her, lifting his hips to rock his very impressive erection against her.
    She was nearly distracted from her purpose. But then she remembered the trees around them. Of course.
    Tess closed her eyes and called on her magic. It came alive and slid eagerly into her fingertips.
    She sent it into the trees.
    One by one, their lights came on, filling the room with a soft glow. The bed of felt snow was illuminated in a rainbow of pastel colors.
    Will’s dear face was visible to her. He smiled and his love seemed to glow from within.
    Tess was safe. She was beloved.
    “Beautiful,” he sighed, and she didn’t know if he was calling her beautiful or the trees, but she didn’t care. Both were beautiful, she knew that now. She had seen it in his eyes.
    Will wrapped his hands in her hair and pulled her down to kiss him again. He tasted like