At the hot chocolate shack, Grier went inside to grab her own mug of cocoa while Nick tended to the horses and made sure they were good for the journey back. He said he already had enough of the cocoa in his system but did ask her to swipe some marshmallows for him for the ride back. His request made her giggle, but she did dump some into a paper cup for him. She knew he’d snack on them on the way back.
Nothing about this version of Nick Santos was making any kind of sense to her but she was enjoying his silliness. It was definitely improving her Christmas spirit.
“Hey,” Kash’s voice was quiet behind her at the counter.
She tried to quell her irritation as she turned to look back over her shoulder at him as he stood behind her. “Hey.” She found herself searching for the familiar ache in
