I walk up to the door, a full gift bag in each of my hands. I drop my bag to get the key when Giles, the driver, walks up to me. "Let me get the bag, Miss."
Giving him a polite smile, I let him hold the bag as I open the door.
"Thank you," I say as I open the door and he puts the bags right inside the entrance.
"Have a nice Christmas, Miss Ryan." Giles, the driver smiles at me warmly before he starts walking off.
"Thank you, same to you and your family. Merry Christmas!" I give him a fat grin and wave at him.
Closing the door, my smile drops instantly and I clench my jaw at how irritated I am. It's Christmas Eve, the jolliest time of year. I've just come back from Amelia and Kieran's beautiful house in Hertfordshire where I had lunch with them and I am lightly tipsy from Kieran's e
