He held it up dramatically, the mistletoe dangling just above his wife’s head as she bent over, hands on her knees. It was one theory, but my parents were well off – so why was Harley, my Aunt, and my sister here? xvideos The young man, presumably her boyfriend, regarded me warily. All I knew for sure was that Eddie was practically frog-marching me to my parents. “Let’s say hi to your folks.”
I stumbled slightly as he nudged me further down the open hall toward the great Christmas tree and fireplace where most of the partygoers were, all at once, the conversation shifted. “I thought I told you this party wasn’t for you.”
Eddie chuckled beside me, his grip tightening slightly as he spoke.
