Chapter 2Dax held the door open for Ellis. The warmth of the cabin wrapped around them, and Ellis shivered. He should’ve worn more clothes. “The phone’s in the kitchen.” He gestured to his right, almost walking into Ellis as he stopped in the doorway to the living room.
“Wow. You have a thing for Christmas, huh?”
Dax looked around. The Christmas tree was in the far-left corner, advent stars in the two windows, and a fire crackling in the cast iron stove. There were a few Santa figurines, but he didn’t think he’d gone overboard in any way. “You don’t decorate?”
“Eh…can’t say I do. I work a lot around Christmas, so when it finally arrives, I crawl into bed and don’t lift a finger.”
Dax narrowed his eyes. He could understand how someone working with chocolate had a lot to do all through D
