Christmas music blared from the speakers in the large home Brielle shared with her mate, Syl, and their young son, Dexter. The party had been in full swing for hours and was finally dying down, with only a few couples remaining. Avelyn and Thrace had left a few minutes ago with their daughter, Lily, and Xonos was helping a pregnant Victoria put on her coat. This was their second child, or third if you counted Victoria’s daughter from before meeting Xonos. The remaining Terrans saw that the couples were heading out and must have gotten the message as there was a mass exodus toward the front door.
Syl massaged her shoulders. “Tired?”
“A little. Is Emily down for the night?” she asked.
He kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her. “Yes, sweetheart. Our daughter is tucked into bed and sound asleep.”
Brielle turned her head and kissed her husband. “Good. Then you can get one of your Christmas presents early tonight. Maybe two of them.”