TWENTY-EIGHT
AlmaI pull a long breath of the cool night air into my lungs, the crispness refreshing. Turning the door handle, I step inside.
“I’m back,” I say into the foyer and kick off my boots.
A handful of gifts sits beneath the Christmas tree, the reflection of the lights bouncing off the shiny paper. I completely forgot that Leo and I still have gifts to exchange. A large smile finds my lips.
“Leo,” I call out.
I do a quick scan of the main level before heading up the stairs. When I reach the top and look for him, I find he’s not in his bedroom or bathroom.
“Leo!” I search through all of the spare rooms and come up empty.
Maybe he ran out to grab some food.
I shoot him a quick text.
Hey, babe. I’m back. Where are you? xo
I return to my reindeer jammies and snuggle under a
