Page 38 of The Stuffing Situation

Felix blinked. “I still think that’s an honor.”

Maya groaned, “Do not say that in front of the birth certificate lady.”

He kissed her nose. “Yes, fiancée.”

She melted. “God, I’m gonna marry you.”

“Yes. Forever.”

They stayed tangled just a little longer, between the chaos, the noise, and the absurdity of their entire existence, they’d found something unbreakable. It wasn’t magic, nor was it code. Justlove, messy, hot, ridiculous, forever love.

And that’s how Christmas went: wrapped in plaid blankets, full of pie and laughter and family noise, with the promise of forever whispered between kisses, himbo and human, miracleand mess, starting their weird, wonderful life together one chaotic moment at a time.

* * *

Hours later, Maya lay tangled in sheets and post-engagement bliss when her phone buzzed, it wasJosie.

She answered on speaker.

“You willnotbelieve what just happened.”

Maya laughed. “If it’s not a boyfriend glitching into real life, I’m not impressed.”

“No, seriously. I made a Christmas list when I was drinking, just for fun, and I got a job with an incredible salary. Except, I don’t remember applying to this job; I hadn’t even heard of the company before. The CEO is so hot, like GQ modelmeetsSanta’s finest whiskey. You know, a Hallmark movie meets that shades of grey book.”

Maya’s smile faded, just a little, but in a good way.

“Josie, what do you mean?”

“It’s almost as if I manifested my dream life or something. That’s hilarious, right?”

Maya sat up, eyes wide.

Felix blinked beside her. “Did someone else glitch?”

Maya grinned.

“Oh, it’s starting again.”