“Well, I think you rock it!” Cat told him, leaning into him.
“What even is this?” Abe asked as he stared at what he held. “Is it a scarf? It’s all stitched in a circle.”
“It’s a snood!” Maeve told him. She put it over her head so it sat around her neck. “See?”
“I see. The color is . . . interesting.”
It was neon yellow. They’d be able to see him on the moon.
As everyone laughed and took photos, Cat stood there with a smile.
There was only one thing missing . . . and she just hoped that out there Isaiah was safe and happy.
As she thought that, her phone buzzed on the coffee table. Around her, several other phones went off too.
Picking up her phone, she glanced at the message.
“Isaiah,” she said.
“Fuck,” Abe muttered. “Where is that bastard?”
“I’m going to kill him for worrying us all,” Sampson added.
“He says, Merry Christmas,” Immy added. “I’m so worried about him.”
“At least he’s alive,” Alejandro said. “And thinking of you all.”
Yes, there was that.
But when he returned, Cat might just murder him herself.
Alejandro wrapped himself around her from behind, kissing her neck until she relaxed.
“Merry Christmas, Kitten,” he said. “I hope it’s been a good one, even without Isaiah here.”
She glanced around.
Jenner wiped Immy’s face as she sat on Tobias’s lap. She’d had a hot chocolate mustache.
Abe and Sampson laughed over their creations from Dahlia. Even Rafael, the Scot, and Bernie had been given Dahlia creations. Bernard was looking at it like it might bite him while Rafael was actually rocking his snood.
The Scot was talking to Cat’s mama. She’d arrived earlier that afternoon to celebrate Christmas with them. She looked amazingin her bright pink scarf that was so long it reached down to her feet.
Gray was fussing at Maeve to sit down. In the end he sat and drew her onto his lap. His hand rested on her tummy and Cat sighed.
There was going to be a new member of their family soon and she couldn’t wait.
She turned to Alejandro, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“It’s been amazing, Papi. Merry Christmas.”
Cat tappedher spoon against her hot chocolate mug.
The three of them were gathered in the living room next to the Christmas tree.
Maeve let out a yawn. They were all tired after an amazing Christmas day but this was important.
Maeve was snuggled under a blanket on the sofa and Immy had joined Cat to sit on the floor in front of the fire. The men were all away doing manly things.
