" Right now your only job is to breathe and feel and…look up.” Kat pulled back just enough to see the mistletoe that hung above them. “You planned that.” “Me?” He gasped. “Never.” Then Hale’s lips were on hers and his arms were around her and there were no eggs and no thieves and no lies between them. "

― Ally Carter , The Grift of the Magi (Heist Society, #3.5)