JUSTIN’S POV
“Merry Christmas!” Katy exclaims, walking toward me with a cake lit with candles. “Merry Christmas to you, my cute, cute brother.”
Braydon follows behind her, while Allison stands beside me, clapping excitedly. She was the first to walk into the room, and the moment I saw the grin on her face and the bag she was carrying, I knew they had something ridiculous planned.
“You do realize it’s gingerbread cookies for Christmas and cakes for birthdays, not the other way around?” I point out.
Katy rolls her eyes, and stops in front of me, her nose scrunching. “If you know so much about what to bake, why don’t you do it?”
“I would, if I wasn’t stuck here,” I reply, arching a brow. “Can you even remember a Christmas without my cookies?”
She chuckles. “Fair enough, cookie master.”
