KATY'S POV
“Come on, let’s go for a run,” Allie whines, tugging at my arm like she owns it.
I yank my hand back and pull my blanket tighter around me. “Jeez, it’s freezing. Are you actually insane?”
She drops her hands on her hips, tilting her head at me. “I’ll make you hot chocolate if you come.”
I snort. “I’ll tutor you for an extra hour if I don’t.”
We lock eyes, waiting to see who will blink first or give up. I open my mouth to argue that running in sub-zero temperatures is a horrible life choice when a knock on the door cuts me off.
“Are you–”
Allie shakes her head before I can even finish. Then who the hell is out there because I’m not expecting anyone too.
“Who’s there?” I yell, my voice echoing across the room, loud enough for whoever’s on the other side to hear.
“Santa C
