It was a perfect day. I just got home from five-o'clock Christmas mass and had to rush upstairs because I still had presents to finish wrapping. My folks liked to do the present opening thing on Christmas Eve. The plan was to celebrate Christmas at my house tonight and then Devon's tomorrow. Devon spent a few minutes downstairs chatting with my folks and then he joined me in my room. I'd wisely chosen to wrap his present first, and I was just putting the finishing touches on the ribbon. Gosh, ribbons could be such finicky things. I had to retie the thing three times. I wanted it to be perfect. "Hey," Devon said, whispering in my ear. His warm breath ran down my lobe to the nape of my neck, where he planted a tender kiss. "You look amazing tonight, as always." "Mmm," I said, pushing my head into him. "Miss me for the long time we were apart?" It had been a whole twenty minutes. "You know it." We kissed.
