Make up. Make up? The phrase brought an image of shaking hands with Luca like a child, promising to 'be good' while Kane stood by like a scolding adult. Still, he bit back the urge to laugh at the idea and instead nodded. "A truce, perhaps?"
Normalcy. Living in another man's apartment, sulking about like some sort of illegitimate child being kept secret... yes, that was normalcy. "Of course. Especially with the holidays fast approaching."
Oh, Christmas. He'd almost managed to forget about it.