I had wanted her to open all her presents last night. Actually, I’d been pestering her to open presents since December first, but she said that wasn’t how it was done. As if I cared. I shouldn’t have to wait for a certain day to spoil my wife. She fixed me with a stern look and Noodle did the same as he swung his head toward me. I sighed, unable to argue with them, and walked over to grab my present. I tore the wrapping and found a bright red sweater with a deformed something on the front. I furrowed my brow trying to figure out what the fuck I was holding. “Do you like it? Sienna and I have
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