Page 124 of Wrapped in Red
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Ezra
Best Christmas Ever.
CC loved me. I was engaged. My friends were here. There was nothing else I could ask for. Also, I was proud of CC for getting everyone here without me figuring it out. The pictures the WAGs sent me were like they were home and celebrating their holiday. That was a good one. I had no idea they were here and getting ready to surprise me this morning.
After dinner at Mom and Dad’s—I loved the way that sounded—we hung around for a bit, before we went to the house my friends were staying at. I had friends. That was friends with an S, thank you very much. Seth, too. I felt bad about not telling him. Now we were all sort of just lying around talking and enjoying the rest of the holiday.
This place was massive, too. One of those rich houses on the beach I had dreamed of living in as a kid. Decorated for Christmas. Beautiful, warm, and perfect. I was in between Maverick and Holt while CC had his head on my lap as he sat between my legs, my hands combing through his soft hair. Jackson was on Mav’s right, and Watts to Holt’s left. Killian and Matthias were snuggled up on the loveseat. Andy and Leo were on the floor next to the tree. Dean looked sad, though. I hated that for him. He kept looking at his phone like he was waiting for a text that wouldn’t come.
“Hey.” Maverick nudged me. “Look at Noel.”
I glanced over to find him sandwiched between Seth and Wyatt. What in the male-male-male romance novel was going on right now? “Huh.”
“Huh? He’s snuggled in like he’s in some gay porn fantasy, and all you can say is huh?” Holt murmured. “I have questions.”
“I have questions, too, but leave him be. Maybe he’s happy.”
“Maybe he can hear you.” Noel flipped us the bird. “You three, I swear.”
Matthias chuckled. “It’s not just them.”
“It absolutely isnotjust them.” CC waved his hand in the air.
Jackson shoved his shoulder. “My son.”
“My brother,” Noel added.
“We’re not babies,” Andy reminded us, for the millionth time. “God, you’d think we’ve never watched porn.”
Leo giggled. “Or been on the internet. Have you seen Twitter? There is actual porn on there. For anyone to see.”
“NO!” Maverick clamped his hands over his ears. “It’s Christmas.”
Leo blushed and buried his face in Andy’s shoulder. “I’m not having this conversation with your dads here.”
“It’s okay, Ricky.” Andy wrapped his arm around his shoulders, and Leo snuggled in closer.
My brows shot up. “Ricky? Please explain that to me.”
“It’s from the movieTalladega Nights,” Jackson, Maverick, and Noel all answered at the same time. Guess that had been asked a few times already.
I smiled. “That is so cute. Wait, it’s cute, right? You don’t hate it, do you, boo?” I asked Leo.
“I don’t.”
I could see he was blushing from where I sat. They were so adorable; I couldn’t even stand it. I hoped I could make his wedding outfit when that day arrived.Let me dream. I know they’re only fifteen.
Seth nudged Noel. “You think we should mess with them?”
“It might be fun.” Noel smirked as he leaned into Wyatt. Wait, was there something going on between the three of them or just between Noel and Wyatt? I mean, I know they just met Seth, but he was drop-dead gorgeous and really sweet when you got to know him.
