Chapter 3
Nolan handled the nicely wrapped gift with care, admiring the precision of the job. No matter how hard he tried, his own giftwrapping efforts looked about the same as they did when he was a child. He ran a hand over the magenta paper, a curly bow of silver perched atop. The size and shape of the box reminded Nolan of the coffee table books he often looked through on his lunch break at the bookstore.
Could that be what awaited him within, a lovely tome full of beautiful photos?
Nolan took a moment to glance at Makai, wondering why his beloved acted so strangely about the contents. They’d exchanged gifts here and there over the course of months they’d been together. Just little things mostly, but Nolan found he cherished each item for the meaning behind them was far greater.
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