Page 12 of Snowed In

“There’s not a chance in hell I would have missed tonight.”

“Oh? Is there something important happening?” Magnus asked coyly.

He knew. Of course he knew. But he was going to allow Adam to have this night, and he loved him even more for that.

His hand brushed over his pocket, feeling the square lump there. Inside was a ring nestled in velvet with small braille bumps along the top with a message for Magnus’s fingers alone. He felt love pulsing in his chest like a second heartbeat, and he couldn’t help his smile.

“I might have a few things up my sleeve.”

“A Star War?” Magnus asked.

Adam bustled him against the wall and kissed him again through his laughter. “Amongst other things. But you’ll just have to wait and see.”

“I think I can live with that,” Magnus said. He kissed Adam a third and final time before pulling away and seizing his hand. “Come. I’ve made you a nice French dinner. No liver. No snails.”

Adam allowed himself to be dragged into his future. Into his happily ever after. He shivered with anticipation and couldn’t stop smiling. “I can’t wait.”

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