“Cold,” she laughed, even as the metal warmed up to her skin. “It’s fine, love.” She pulled her hair over one shoulder, piling it up in her lap, and looked back at him over the other shoulder. “Happy Christmas.”
Automatically reaching out to smooth her beautiful hair back, he beamed and kissed her sweetly, pulling her into a hug. “Happy Christmas, Summer. Now, what do you normally do for the holidays?”
“Watch Mythbusters, eat finger foods, drink hot chocolate, and lounge around with my new toys,” she reeled off. One hand crept up to finger the charms on her new necklace. “It’s not very exciting. What about you?”