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Sawyer’s eyes tracedown and touching my forehead with his

"You can tell me how you feel about that later, Boots"

I release the breath I’ Sahat he’d like to drink

Drinks and appetizers pass without incident Sawyer has everyone in love with hirandive er So I’ lasts until the first bite of lasagna has passed Sawyer’s lips and he raves toit’s been since he’s had hona, with a little wink my way

"Everly can make it for you! She’s seen me do it a dozen times!" She beams with happiness as I choke on a crouton "She has the recipe"

Sawyer pats hts back a smirk I clear my throat and take a sip of water

"That’s really sexist, Mother Maybe Sawyer should na for me" I kick Sawyer in the shin as I deliver this edict

"Fair point, Everly" My htens with this solution and passes the rolls to my dad on her left

"I’d be happy to make it for you, Everly" Sawyer jumps in "I’ll even drop it off at school I’ll call first," he adds without batting an eye "Make sure you’re in"

"How lovely!" My ht nohile I a into anyone’s apartain, that’s for sure

After dinner we gather around the tree in the living roos of coffee and hot chocolate all around My younger cousin Bonnie distributes gifts fro reading that it’s fro on the couch next to each other, his arm wrapped over the back of the couch behindfor Bonnie to finish passing around gifts, but obviously that’s not going to do for everyone else

"Open it," er under the tape, then peel back the paper revealing a blue Tiffany box I pop open the lid and start to laugh, which I don’t want to have to explain, so I try to suppress the laugh and it turns into a weird snort Myto hold back tears instead of laughter and doesn’t say anything

"Pretty!" Erin leans over and exa a look

"I’ll put it on," I tell everyone, lifting it out of the box and holding up toforward a little so Sawyer can clasp it fora close-up look at the trio of silver keys hanging from a delicate silver chain around ain not to laugh

Of course he finds a necklace with three keys instead of just one Of course He tugs softly on the end of my ponytail so I’ll look at hi h It’s okay, he hasn’t opened his present yet

On cue, Bonnie hands him a box It’s about the size of a shoe box, and I smile at him in anticipation

He frees his arm from behind my neck on the couch and rips the paper off with abandon He pops the lid open and digs through the tissue, pulling out awith a picture of a cat on it, and below that it says, ‘I just freaking love cats, okay’