Wrapped Up In Christmas: A Frost And Crowe Mystery by Painter Kristen

Author:Painter, Kristen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 978-1-941695-75-3
Published: 2022-11-21T00:00:00+00:00

Despite the decrease in the downfall last night, there seemed to be fresh powder on everything when I woke up. It was, however, no longer snowing. The sun gleamed so brightly off the crystalline snow, I squinted.

But the smell of breakfast kept me from looking very long. I went out to see what Sin was cooking up, still in my pajamas.

“Morning, honey.”

I went up on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Morning. Please tell me that’s waffle batter you’re whipping up.”

“Nope, sorry. Dutch babies today.”

“Get out. Those big fluffy pancakes?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“I literally could not be happier right now.” I opened the fridge and grabbed a Dr Pepper. When I shut the fridge, the sparkle of Christmas lights caught my eye. Check that. The sparkle of Christmas Magic wrapping paper.

I pointed at the gifts under the tree that definitely had not been there last night. “What are those?”

Sin glanced over and got one of those goofy, I’ve-got-a-secret grins on his face. “I guess Santa came.”

I shot him a look. “I would know if my uncle had been here. You are so sneaky, Mr. Crowe.”

He was still grinning. “I really am.”

Spider trotted up to me. “Spider help wrap.”

I laughed. “I doubt that, but if you say so.”

“He helped,” Sin explained, “by sitting still and just watching.”

“Well, that does sound helpful. Which reminds me that we still need to buy you-know-whats for the you-know-whos.” So far I had nothing for the cats or Sin. I needed to get to work on the gift-buying.

Sin nodded. “Yeah, we do. I was thinking about that last night. Although I found out my Aunt Z is making some gifts for them.”

“Aw, that’s nice.”

He slipped on a pot holder, pulled a cast-iron skillet out of the oven, then poured batter into it. When the skillet was back in the oven, he set a timer. Then he looked at me. “If you end up going to work today, I can make a trip to the store where they sell those sorts of things and pick up some stuff.”

“That would be great.” That covered the cats, but what was I going to get for Sin? Just trying to figure that out made me feel a little queasy. Or maybe it was the six doughnuts I’d had yesterday. I should probably cut back on the doughnuts. At some point.

I sat down on the couch and looked at the three packages under the tree. One big one and two smaller ones that were about the same size. I had no idea what any of them were, but I could feel the excitement in me building. “So … when do I get to open—”

“Christmas Day,” Sin said. Amusement danced in his eyes. He pointed the spatula at me. “Don’t even think about opening them early.”

I huffed out a sigh, but I wasn’t upset. Testing his resolve was half the fun. In fact, I was already smiling just thinking about how the next few weeks were going to go. “Okay, fine, be that way.”

He was smirking as he got plates out.

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