They had spent Christmas at Vera’s house. The blonde had vehemently refused to let Louis celebrate his second Christmas in a house that was depleted of Christmas ornaments. The house was beautiful and modern, but not homely enough for the blonde, she was still waiting for the brunette to hang a picture of their little family she had been given for Christmas.
In their holiday negotiation, Evelyn had conceded Christmas, but had held on to New Year’s as tightly as she would have ensnared a good scoop. They had spent New Year’s Eve at an important function attended by many of the country’s influencers. It had been very interesting to see Evelyn carousing among those who invested great amounts of money in her publication. Evelyn had been mystifying, always somewhere between charming and firm, she had carried herself with pride and dignity. Vera had found her fiancé incredibly attractive. It had almost been hard to resist the impulse kiss her senselessly right then and there.
New Year’s Day was to be spent at Evelyn’s. A much quieter affair between them, Louis and… Emerson. Evelyn hadn’t said it explicitly, but Vera suspected that Evelyn was simply concerned for her best friend who had just spent her first holidays while separated.
A few minutes passed 6 the doorbell rang. Vera turned towards the kitchen where Evelyn had been cooking and announced that she would take care of the door.