(Flashback: 1st Christmas together)

“So,” he said casually, like he was asking if she wanted dessert. “Do you want to spend Christmas with me?”

Myla was sitting on a low concrete bench at the park with her head on Hayden’s shoulder, her fingers laced with his. Standing a few respectable feet away from them,were two of his bodyguards. Ones he was always with whenever he had move through the city.

They had just finished having a dinner date and decided to take a walk so they could ...