THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE
he added, “we’re trying to act normal for once.”
Deborah frowned slightly. “Act normal about what?”
Caelum straightened, his tone turning more deliberate, almost formal. “Christmas.”
That single word caught her off guard.
“Christmas?” she repeated, disbelief threading through her voice. “With everything happening right now?”
“Yes,” Knight said firmly. “And not the kind you’re thinking of. No donors, no political allies, no carefully curated guest lists.”
Aston appeared then, practically bouncing down the steps, his energy cutting through the tension like a blade through fog. “Exclusive,” he announced with a grin. “Family only. No outsiders, no press, no pretending.”