"Good morning, Abel." Leather backpack slung over one shoulder and black heels clicking satisfactorily on the marble floor, Thalia strode into the hospital with her head high. She was back from her impromptu vacation and despite her love life being the biggest mess imaginable, she was excited to be back at work. It was nice to be somewhere that she felt complete confidence in herself. "Have you been well?" There was a lot to catch up on work wise but she had to admit that her work relationship were surprisingly important to a successful job culture. And maybe she liked a few of them too.

“Thank you!” His cheeks started to redden and he bit his lip to keep his smile from growing even wider. “I was going to pick some of the bigger flowers but Mama gets mad when I do that. When can only pick the little flowers like these and we can go eat some of the cookies in the kitchen when Gracie leaves to do more of her chores.”

“Helena, look!” Abel pointed to the little plant dangling from the archway, his big hazel eyes giving her an eager glance. “It’s mistletoe, we’re supposed to kiss under it. That’s what couples do. Come over here.” The ring on his finger told him to keep pursuing her, eventually she’d have to return his affection. He knew he’d find a way to win her heart, it would just take a little time. Father would be proud of his persistence.

“I wish I had a bed like this with a squishy pillow and nice blankets. Everything at the ranch is so stiff, none of our sheets were ever this soft.”

“I’m so happy we’re married.” Not as happy as he could be but still very happy. “We’re husband and wife now.” As he sat on the edge of her bed, he leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.