3rd Person
Jane could recall very few times when she’d been genuinely angry with her pups. Overwhelmed, frustrated, and annoyed? At her wit’s end, even? What parent hasn’t felt those things? But true anger? She could count on one hand the times her children had driven her to that point. After all, they were too young to have crossed many lines beyond temper tantrums and whining.
However when Jane realized her clever angels had lured her and Ethan into a trap, and they were now standing beneath a sprig of mistletoe, she felt her temper fraying rapidly. They couldn’t have any idea about the larger implications of their scheme, and probably thought the entire situation was delightful. Still, Jane knew only too well how quickly things might turn ugly with Ethan, and she was furious with th
