Andrew blushed as she mentioned that...dear God she was pretty and the most charming woman he had ever met.  "Sweetheart, that would be amazing...And I definitely want to get a tree and cook Christmas dinner together.  I don't know how big your kitchen is at your place, but I would love to cook with you...And the mistletoe would be a wonderful touch...but you know, I would just love to be holding you in my arms, feeling the warmth of your body...listening to Christmas carols on the radio and watching the snow fall outside your window."  he felt his heart rate and blood pressure return to normal, the fear and anxiety that gripped him earlier becoming a fading memory.  "It won't be long now...just a few more weeks..."