Chapter 6
“Perfect timing.” Angel’s eyes zeroed in on the envelope in my hand, his beautiful brown eyes, which mine never left.
“From you?” I asked.
“Yes. I slipped it in with the other cards when no one was looking. I thought it would be fun to piggy back on your secret Santa idea. Of course, here I am, so now you know. Open it.” His smile was beautiful. I’d made it that far.
“Okay.” I pulled out and unfolded a single sheet of paper.
“I hadn’t colored since…since we were kids.” Angel’s hands were behind his back. I wanted to see them for real, not just in a picture. “Look at it.”
“I’m looking at you.”
“Look at both.”
I glanced down at the drawing and smiled.
“I stayed in the lines, I think. That was my thing,” Angel said.
“Never mine.”
“Nope. Here.” His hand came around with a
