Ashlynn
The night was fun. When the guys got back to Isha’s place, Shay and I had already made chicken alfredo with garlic bread and chocolate lava cakes with vanilla ice cream for dessert. We left around ten and the car ride back to Jace’s condo was peaceful. He held my hand, I laid my head on his shoulder, and I couldn't stop letting out little giggles because of the Santa picture that was now saved as my screensaver on my phone.
“You keep giggling like that, and I am going to have your ass meet the palm of my hand.”
I buried my face in his shoulder to hide the huge grin that came over it.
“I can’t help it. You look so manic sitting on Santa’s lap. You’re all teeth in the picture. How did Ford get you to do it?”
“It wasn’t Ford, it was Rya. She gave me those big innocent eyes
