Cherish Your Name (Warders Book 6) by Mary Calmes

Author:Mary Calmes
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Mary Calmes Books, LLC.
Published: 2020-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

Five

I had never been for a walk through a neighborhood at night just to look at the lights. I had never been on a block where everyone opened their homes to everyone else, and it was like a circuit Christmas party. Dylan’s whole family got swaddled up—cousins too, friends, aunts and uncles and stray guests—and went for a tour of homes. We passed other people strolling, and the Shaw family, the small one and the extended one, stopped and chatted. I was introduced as Dylan’s boyfriend and shook a lot of hands. There was a big thermos of hot chocolate passed around, much discussion about how some people had just gone nuts with the decorations and how Mr. Erickson had again managed to get the entire gingerbread family—twelve large figures—up on his roof. It was an impressive feat, and when the man himself came out of his house to say hello, he was greeted with a round of applause. He looked very pleased, even though he gave a dismissive wave like it was nothing.

It was nice. It was normal and warm and suburbia at its finest. Everyone liked each other on the street; everyone waved and invited us in for hot spiced cider. People were pleased that Dylan had made it home for the holidays again, and they were glad he had brought me. They were all thrilled, they said, that he had met someone nice. He deserved to have someone in his life just as great as he was.

“What?” Dylan asked as we sauntered along with the others, making the trip home so Lily could open her house to others and return the hospitality they had been shown. Apparently, it was the annual Christmas Crawl on Somerset Lane, and the end of the block families, down by the cul-de-sac where Dylan’s folks lived, were supposed to be ready for visitors by nine.

“I had no idea that you grew up on the Beaver’s street.”

“Very funny.” He smiled up at me. “You’re just so used to killing bad things you forgot about all the good that life has to offer.”

There was some truth in that.

“Tina looks better,” he said, gazing over at his older sister.

“Yes, she does.”

“You were great with her.”

“She just needed a shoulder to cry on.”

“More like a big, strong muscular chest and washboard abs.”

I shook my head, and he leaned hard, surrendered up all his weight, and just fell toward me, confident that I would catch him and tuck him up against me, which was exactly what I did.

“Hey, do you like Christmas cookies?”

I squinted at him. “How should I know?”

He stopped walking and just stared up at me.

“What?”

“Didn’t you make Christmas cookies with your mom when you were a little boy?”

“No.”

“Are you telling me you’ve never made Christmas cookies?”

“It wasn’t something we did in my family.”

“You didn’t make Christmas cookies and then leave them out for Santa on Christmas Eve?”

“Santa,” I scoffed.

“No?”

“No.”

Dylan turned and yelled at his mother. “Mom, you’re not gonna believe this!”

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