On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me eleven pipers piping.

Spending time together was now a routine. Neither of them needed to ask. Peeta just showed up at Katniss's door with a box and announced, "Eleven perfect garlic pastry pipes!"

Katniss laughed and waved him in. "What goes best with garlic pastry pipes?"

He shrugged. "You got wine?"

She shook her head. "I have soda."

"Soda will do perfectly." He dropped the box on the coffee table. "But first…" he pulled her into his arms and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

She smiled and rested her forehead against his. "I like the way you think." She pulled him toward the couch.