Damon's heart felt warm and flattered.
Even so, he still had another present for Svetlana, one he didn't show her yet.
He had planned to give it to her later that night, when the time felt right.
For now, he glanced at her and smiled. "Come on, let's get inside. It's a bit chilly out here."
She nodded, still holding the sweater he had gifted her, and they turned toward the door.
It wasn't freezing or anything, this was Santa Monica, after all.
Snow wasn't part of the scene, but there was a cool breeze in the air.
The chill was sharper here, given how close they were to the beach.
Damon tucked his hands into his pockets as they made their way inside, eager to join the others and start celebrating.
Damon and Svetlana stepped into the grand house.
The last time he had been here wasn't too long ago, he and Svetlana had been hanging out more often lately.
