Up the Chimney
Gina let out a quiet groan when she was awakened by the clock radio alarm. Blue Christmas by Elvis was playing, and the music merged with her feelings as she’d drifted off to sleep. The bed shifted, and she knew Brian was sitting up to shut off the alarm. In a fit of pique, she rolled over facing the wall. A quiet sigh let her know that the gesture hadn’t gone unnoticed. When he slipped out of the bed without a word or a touch, she knew that he’d received the message she was sending. Once he...