He glances at Zahra, who’s emerging from the hallway, hand on her slightly swollen belly. They weren’t kidding when they said they wanted to start a family right away. I’m happy for those two, but Kenzie and I have discussed it and we’re going to wait a couple of years before we start a family.

I was made partner earlier this year, and though it’s meant I’m working more than ever, Kenzie doesn’t seem to mind. Her business has really taken off, and she’s working a lot too. It just means we value the time we have together more.

Though I’d be lying if I said I’m not looking forward to our two-week honeymoon in Fiji starting on the twenty-sixth. Two weeks of sun, relaxation, and sex with my wife sounds divine.

“Our girl is all set.” Zahra grins and gives Finn a chaste kiss.

“Fantastic.” I glance once again at the hall as if Kenzie will magically appear there.

Tessa joins us a minute later, wearing a silver-colored bridesmaid’s dress, and gives us the go-ahead.

The minister takes his position and I wait, holding my breath until my bride appears. Then it all whooshes out of my lungs because this woman leaves me breathless.

Kenzie appears at the end of the hallway in a cap-sleeve gown with a sweetheart neckline. I know all this because of the plethora of wedding dress magazines she forced me to look at this year. Lace covers the top part of her dress and falls just below the A-line skirt. But the lace is threaded through with silver accents. Her hair is curled and pulled back from her face, and on one side, it looks as though she has a small birch branch with red berries and a hint of evergreen. I realize it matches her bouquet.

She’s every bit a Christmas bride, and I grin at her. I’m so happy and lucky to be able to spend the rest of my life with her.

Tessa starts the bridal march, and Kenzie makes her way to me. We don’t drop our gazes once. Over the soft music, there’s a ringing I can’t place. I’m certain it’s not coming from the music.

As soon as she reaches me, I cup her face. “You look exquisite.”

“Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself. I love you in a tux.”

“Maybe I’ll wear this the next time you wear the elf costume.” I wink at her and she laughs.

“All right, you two, get on with it,” Finn warns, clearly understanding that we’re talking about sex.

Kenzie hands her bouquet to Tessa, and the minister begins.