“Good thing you’re sleeping with a detective.” I wink, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thank you,” she says again, making my heart swell.
“Anything for you, Angel. Anything, ever.”
By the time my phone buzzes me awake, it’s four in the morning. I set my alarm so I’d have time to place Skylar’s presents under the tree and get everything else ready before she wakes up.
Kayla rustles, but I kiss her on the forehead and she settles back under the sheets. The puppy doesn’t even notice or care. I slip out of bed and grab the bag of gifts I hid in my closet and hurry to set them under the tree along with the ones I’m surprising Kayla with, which I’m both excited and nervous about. I’ve never had to set gifts out under a tree before, so I take much longer than I car
