Two Fated Mates
This house was made up of dark brick and while big, it was nowhere near the size of the party house, and outside the wrap-around porch was decorated tastefully in white Christmas lights and the snow around it was untouched, reminding me of a postcard picture.
Kallen’s big, black truck rolled to a slowed stop as the garage door in front of us rolled up. “Do you live here or the other house?” I asked as we pulled the truck into the protective room and Kallen nodded.
“I live here and my pac- My helpers live in the big house,” He spoke and turned the truck off. The garage was clean, only a few toolboxes sat in the corner and as we both got out, we walked to the connecting door. Kallen led me ins
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