“I already know.” Dulcie put a hand on his arm. “I’ve already had it from both your brothers. You love me like a sister.”
Adam pulled a face. “I do not!”
“You don’t?”
“No! But I do love you. I’m in love with you.”
“Oh.” Dulcie blinked a few times in shock.
“And I need to know how you feel,” he said, looking suddenly unsure.
“You Carltons really have no idea about females at all, do you?” Dulcie laughed, then she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him in a way that showed him exactly how she felt about him.
They only broke apart when a round of clapping brought them to their senses. Looking over her shoulder, Dulcie saw Daniel, Kit, and Noelle all standing in the door to the family room, staring out at them and cheering.
“And about time, too!” said Noelle.
Epilogue
Adam stood at the head of the table carving the turkey and Dulcie sat on his right watching him. He looked lighter than he had in years, as if he’d been carrying a burden and it was gone. She saw him taking in the people at the table, his pleasure at being with his siblings and their partners, and she knew that she wouldn’t have wanted to miss it for anything. Family and friendship and love was what made the Christmas meal so special.
“I was thinking an L.A. wedding,” Kit was telling everyone. “Christmas Springs is perfect for a marriage proposal but probably kind of tacky for an actual wedding. I think we should do it a bit more glamorous, don’t you, Immy?” he asked Imogen.
“I hate to point this out, Kit,” Imogen said, now comfortable with using his family name, “but you haven’t actually proposed to me as yet.”
“Oh, dash it. I haven’t, have I! I was going to get Dulcie to help me set it up at the fountain. It was supposed to be really romantic.”
“We could still do it tomorrow, if you want?” Dulcie offered. “Give the girl a chance to say no, especially now she’s met us all.”
Everyone laughed, but Kit nodded furiously. “I want to. Is that okay with you?” he turned to Imogen, and she grinned her agreement.
“Personally,” Adam said, handing the last plate of turkey down the table and sitting down, “I don’t think Christmas Springs is a tacky place for a wedding at all. I think it’s exactly where I’d want to be married. A Christmas wedding in Christmas. What do you think Dulcie?”
Dulcie squeezed his hand under the table and replied softly, “I think it sounds perfect.”
The End
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