Liam’s POV
Aria loved Christmas. She didn’t always show it, sometimes complaining about the crowds and the traffic and the hassle of fixing all the broken lights on the string. But after the work is done, when the lights are twinkling and the cookies are baked, when the gifts are wrapped under the tree, that was when you could catch her contented expression.
She also loved to give. So it wasn’t shocking for me when, on the last day of work before Christmas break, everyone in the office all seemed to be carrying around the same colorful red and green pen with a tiny red ball ornament on top, complete with a bow.
Everyone but me.
“Where’d you get that?” I asked my assistant as she was looking over the sparkly pen, smiling. I already had a pretty good suspicion, but I wanted it confirmed
