Wrapped up in candy cane kisses

Dear Jack,

It started with a text, a mortifying accidental plea to be rescued from a disastrous date, sent to the one man I shouldn’t want: you. My best friend's dad, my grumpy, gorgeous boss.

Every day after that became torture of the sweet kind with stolen glances, accidental brushes of our fingers...and the way you’d growl my name like a warning and prayer all at once, it pulled me deeper into the alluring whirlpool we created.

We drew a line years ago-thick and unbreakable...but then we spent every waking moment since daring each other to cross the line without thinking of the consequences.

And then, like fate had a plan, my apartment flooded and I was in your intoxicating presence more than ever. You saw the scars I hid from the world and showed me love could heal even the brokest hearts. You showed me what it was like to be loved, and to love.

Love has no limits-not age, time, or even terrified pieces of a girl who once believed she’d spend every Christmas alone. But you proved them wrong. You proved that love is bigger than fear. And I'll spent every December for the rest of my life proving it right back to you.

With love,
Noelle xox