All I want for Christmas

Epilogue

COLE

SIX MONTHS LATER

(The evening before Christmas Eve)

I stare at the room.

I was nervous as hell, and for a good reason.

It's been a whole year since Amelia and I got together, and in Carter fashion, we are having another Christmas party.

Carter came to me to organize it, knowing what I wanted to plan. He was the first person I told.

I wanted to make it more magical, and in fairness, the company that Carter arranged this year they were better than last year. I created the dress code, where everyone had to wear white. We even decorated the balcony, where I would meet Amelia soon.

I sigh as I notice my father and Carter walk toward me.

"You look ready to crap yourself," said Carter, smiling.

I frowned but didn't say anything.

"Well, it's not every day that you get to witness your brother propose to his girlfriend," said my father, looking at me with a smile.

Yeah, not helping.

I let my mind wander over the last six months. Everything had settled down in the new law department; we had a few struggles, as many clients were stubborn about helping or even paying for certain things.

Amelia and I were better than ever, even planning to move into a house next year. I wanted to take the next step, or as my mother said, it has been a long time coming, especially since I bought the ring four months ago.

I glanced around and noticed many staff members had turned up and were wearing what was told.

I felt my stomach go into knots as I glanced at the time; she would be here any minute.

"I'm going to the balcony," I said and walked away.

I could hear Carter call out, but I didn't care. I ignored him as his words weren't helping.

I needed to clear my head, or this would go all wrong.

I walked out and headed to the balcony.

Sarah was helping Amelia to get ready again this year, but she knew what was happening this time. Few people know, but I wouldn't put it past everyone had found out; Carter wasn't quiet around the office, but only when Amelia was around.

Sarah has to place a blindfold around Amelia when she gets here and bring her out to the balcony.

I walked toward the door, opened it, and took in what had been created.

Every part of the balcony was covered in fake snow, and a small white Christmas tree flashed blue lights in the corner. Lights were wrapped around the balcony handrail, and there was a mistletoe above where I would stand.

I stepped out and looked around; everything was perfect, and all I had to do was wait for Amelia.

Moments later, I hear voices, and I glance toward the door and notice Sarah guiding a blindfolded Amelia.

"Why am I wearing this for?" She asked as Sarah placed Amelia in front of me.

I couldn't help but take her in.

Her hair was curled but loose. Her dress was breathtaking; my mum chose right. It had laced sleeves and a bodice till it came to the middle and went straight with a slit going up her one leg. She looked like an angel.

Sarah looks at me and smiles, and sticks her two thumbs up.

I step toward Amelia and place my hand on her waist, making her jump.

"Cole," she whispers.

I removed the blindfold and was met with her gorgeous eyes; her eyes widened as she looked around, as her mouth fell open.

Amelia turned around, and I went to one knee while her back was turned away.

Her hand shot up to her mouth as she stood speechless as she turned back.

"Cole," she whispered, "what are you..." I grab her hand and hold it.

"Amelia," I said; I knew eyes were on us, but I kept my focus on her; she was the only person that mattered to me in this whole world, "For years, I have watched you from a distance, trying to build up the courage to get to know you, and that all changed this time last year. I have been in love with you since high school. I never thought it would be possible to love you more, but I love you more every day; you make me a better man than I have ever been; you are my rock and soulmate, I am in love with you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Will you marry me?" I say.

Amelia looks at me as a lone tear escapes.

"Yes," she whispers and launches at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me, "yes," she says again against my lips.

I kiss her, pull back, and place the ring on her finger.

Amelia looks at me and smiles.

"It's gorgeous," she said, looking at her ring.

I smiled.

Sarah helped me pick it out.

"Not as gorgeous as you, sweetheart," I said and kissed her again.

Amelia and I move up and turn, only to be greeted by applause.

"SHE SAID YES," Yelled my brother loudly.

I pull Amelia to me, wrap my arm around her, and lean into her.

"Let's dance," I said.

Amelia nodded, and I guided her through the crowd, with everyone congratulating us till I got her to the dance floor.

The DJ played a slow song for us. I spun Amelia around until she came back into my arms and wrapped my arm around her waist as the other held her hand to my chest.

Amelia rested her head on my shoulder.

I look around and spot my father grinning and staring at us.

We have come a long way, too; we have been talking more. My father actually asks me questions. Amelia made it a thing to visit my father one day and my mum another. Family is important to her, as she has none, she is making mine her own. I looked over to Carter, who was on the phone. His eyes lock onto mine, and he smiles.

I knew he was on the phone with mum and Camille, they wanted to come, but Camille was ill with the flu and had to be on bed rest.

The song ends, but Amelia and I carry on dancing like this.

I lean into her, "so, when do we get married then?" I asked.

Amelia moved back, and her eyes locked onto mine, "how about the same day but a different venue," she said with a smile, "next year."

I stared at her with a smile.

"You serious," I said, kissing her lips.

Amelia smiled and nodded.

"I want the same thing for my wedding," she said, "a Christmas wedding."

I smile.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," I said as I lowered my head and rested it on hers.

I pull back and grin.

"So, What do you want for Christmas this year?" I asked, moving away to look at her.

Amelia grinned and kissed the corner of my mouth.

"You, Mr. Wilson," she said, "All I want for Christmas is you and for the rest of my life."

She pecks my lips as I groan.

I finally have the woman I have loved all my life; this time next year, she will be my wife.

What more can a man want? I am one happy man.

THE END.