Julia
My bedroom door was pushed open rather roughly, and I snapped out of my trance, my gaze zeroing in on Olivia and Lucien, who stood by the door, staring wide-eyed from me to Ryan, whose back had gone pin straight as he sat up.
"What's taking so long, Mommy?" Olivia grumbled, tilting her head to the side, and I chuckled nervously, rising from my seated position and walking towards them at the threshold.
"I'm here now; your daddy and I were just talking," I shrugged, but I could feel Lucien's gaze penetrating the side of my head, which I chose to ignore completely.
"Sure you were," Lucien muttered underneath his breath, but I heard it, a mischievous grin painting his lips.
"Can we go open the presents now?" Olivia asked, snatching hold of my hand and looking up at me with puppy dog
