Chapter Twenty-Six
Kennedy
FOUR MONTHS LATER
Christmas in Wyoming. There are only three words that come to mind when you think of it. Cold as hell. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be anywhere else, but the frigid temperatures took some getting used to. The snow was gorgeous though. I’d never seen a white Christmas before.
Looking in the mirror, I pulled up my black leggings and slipped into a new red sweater I’d bought just for Christmas. The outfit went perfect with my black, fluffy boots. I always wanted a pair but it never got cold enough in North Carolina.
Reed walked in and whistled. “Don’t you look sexy.”
“You do too,” I said, turning around to face him. He had on a pair of gray dress pants and a plaid, long-sleeve shirt with his hair gelled to perfection. “You know, I’m su
