"Master August, I need help putting on the star,"
August turned to look at her and gave her a smile. “One moment.” He walks over to her from placing some figurines on the bookcase before kneeling down a little and wrapping his arms around her upper thighs and lifted her so she could reach the top of the tree.
She plays with his hair as she stares up at him. “Could we have pasta?”
He nods and smiles, kissing her nose, “sounds good. Spaghetti? Alfredo? What did you have in mind?”
She smiles, nose scrunching at the kiss. “Hmm.. Alfredo. With garlic bread.”
He smiles and nods, “alright. I’ll get it started and you can continue decorating the house.”Â












