Evaline:
They did try to decorate. Honestly, they did.
For a whole ten minutes, ribbons were fluffed, ornaments were gently unpacked, and Oscar was calmly setting the big star aside for the tree topper while Draven adjusted the lights on the lower branches.
I had just started placing a few of the crystal ornaments on the side of the tree when I felt the familiar presence behind me... again.
Ten minutes. That was his limit.
He wrapped one arm around my waist before pressing a soft kiss on my neck. I tilted my head slightly, half amused and half exasperated.
"Draven," I warned, laughing under my breath. "We are supposed to be decorating."
He hummed against my skin, that deep, rich sound that always sent a ripple of heat through my core. "We are. Just… decorating you instead."
I turned around to give him a pointed look, only to have him lean in and kiss me.
And I… I didn't resist.
