Uriel: Yule Lads Book Two by Macy Blake

Author:Macy Blake [Blake, Macy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-06T18:30:00+00:00

6

JOE

Snoorrrrrkkkkk.

Joe jerked, the sound of his own snore shockingly loud, even to his sleeping mind. He blinked a few times, then rubbed his aching neck. “Oww.”

After smacking his lips a couple times and lamenting his dry mouth, Joe sat up and tried to return to reality. Considering the fading light outside the window, he must have slept for hours. It took him another second to realize the warm glow coming from the side of the room wasn’t from the sun.

His breath caught and the world stopped turning for a moment.

At the very least, he’d been asleep long enough for Uriel to create the most magical, beautiful tree in the history of…history.

“How did he know?” Joe said, laughing as he stood and hurried to inspect the decorations more closely. It was absolutely perfect. “Do you wanna build a snowman?” Joe sang, touching a few of the glittering white snowball ornaments.

He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, even if he wanted to. His cheeks would hurt at the rate he was going.

“Uriel?”

Joe didn’t really need the silence to confirm Uriel had already left. He could feel his absence. He’d never thought of the carriage house as empty before. How odd. But if Uriel wasn’t still at Joe’s place, Joe knew exactly where to find him.

Joe laughed again, then ran for the door. He slid to a stop, realizing the snow Uriel had warned him about earlier had indeed arrived.

Who cared about a little snow?

Not Joe. He went down the steps, thankful he’d fallen asleep in the broken-in boots he always wore in the fall, then ran down the street toward Uriel’s house. He shivered as snow landed on his face, then threw his head back and stuck out his tongue to let a few flakes land in his mouth.

He laughed again, then spun around. Any of the neighbors watching—and Joe knew there would be at least one—would tell the entire town he’d lost his cranberry-loving mind. And he didn’t care at all.

By the time he made it to Uriel’s, he regretted not grabbing a jacket. The wind had a sharp bite to it, and his sweater wasn’t anywhere near warm enough. Of course, spinning around might also have had something to do with that.

Joe flung open the door, then closed it quickly behind him so he didn’t let out the heat. “Uriel! It’s me!”

“In the kitchen.”

Joe kicked his snow-covered boots off on the rug and played slip and slide in his socks on the hardwood floors through Uriel’s living room.

“Something smells amazing,” Joe said, breathing in deeply. He opened his mouth to wax poetic over the tree when he realized exactly what Uriel was doing in the kitchen.

He wasn’t cooking. He was reading.

“Oh no,” Joe gasped. “Nope. Absolutely not.”

Uriel’s lips twitched as he nonchalantly turned a page in the grinch book. “Pardon?”

“You are not reading….”

Uriel arched a brow.

“You are.” Joe paused.

Uriel was at least halfway through the book. And Uriel did not fake reading. It was against his religion or something. Which meant….

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