Until a voice intruded. “Christ, it’s about fucking time.” Gretchen’s eyes flew open. “Seriously?” Colton laughed quietly and then turned in his chair just enough so she could see around him. Her eyes widened. How . . . how had she not even noticed them? Mack and Liv. Noah and Alexis. Elena and Vlad. In a Santa suit. Standing apart was Jack. Colton slid his hand down her back. “Your family is here to bring you home, Gretchen.”
