While waiting for the clock to strike twelve, the adults chatted and enjoyed the expensive wine Hunter had brought. The fairy lights twinkled merrily around the tree and the classic Christmas songs played from the old stereo.
Sipping from his glass, Hunter stared at Iris softly moving her head in rhythm to the music. Her lips moved like they had a mind of their own as she murmured the lyrics. He found her swift movements alluring, making his heart melt.
Seeing Iris like this brought so much warmth to him.
Being with her made everything a little bit better. Hunter had never felt this comfortable for years. It was as if the woman’s presence was giving him relief and the kind of warmth coming from a tight embrace.
It was ironic… given that they hadn’t seen each other in a long time.
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