Chapter 143 Blue Christmas

• EMMA’s POV :
• Back at the Airbnb, Ian turned on the fireplace and I grabbed some blankets and draped it over the couch. We were thinking of a simple Netflix and chill night. A new season of The White Lotus was out and what else screamed Christmas than bank robbers throwing money in the air?
• Moments later, Ian and I were tangled up on the couch, covered by the wool blanket. My back was to his chest and his arms were linked around my body. His fingers trailed up and down the middle of my chest, barely grazing my boobs. It was a soothing yet tantalizing movement.