Julia*
“Santa!” I snapped out of my daze at the sound of the twins excited squeal. Tearing my gaze away from him, I turned just in time to see the kids bounding down the stairs as quickly as their little legs could carry them.
“Don't run,” I chastised them, sighing when they paid no heed to me as all their attention was now on the hunk of a man in a Santa Claus costume standing in our doorway.
I turned back to him, swallowing as I noticed how his shoulders almost filled the doorway. I shook off the thought and motioned for him to come in; he nodded once, still watching me with that stormy gaze that seemed so familiar, yet I was sure I'd never met him before. I shut the door and locked it after him before turning back to watch him fall to his knees, his arms wide open as the twins rushe
