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Juliet Nott (nottyjules) wrote in 20somethings,

Her flush deepened at his words. Had he been thinking of her legs often, then? Or did he enjoy seeing all the women in leggings? Jules didn't know what to say to that, so she didn't.

"Good. I'll have to save you a cinnamon bun tomorrow. My dad makes them every year on Christmas morning, and they're the best thing you'll ever taste," she told him with a touch more enthusiasm than the topic probably deserved, but she always loved Christmas morning baking with her dad. And she felt even more grateful that he was her dad now than before she'd met Kezia.

When he said he wanted to go first, she assumed he wanted his gifts first, and she shifted to get up and grab the two gifts from under the tree for him, but then he pulled a box out of his pocket, and she realized her misassumption. Jules settled back against the cushion and took the silver box from him. "All right, then," she said before she opened the gift, peeling the paper away with care, though it still tore some. After she lifted the lid and saw the pendant within, she gasped softly. "Oh gods, it's beautiful," she breathed. Her fingertips brushed over the stone, feeling the hum of something more in it, though she couldn't place precisely what it was.