Hunter had sprung the news about her boyfriend on them at breakfast. She had gotten a multitude of terrible presents, as expected, and her mood had been turned a bit vindictive as a result. She had been planning on inviting Gray all along, had asked him long ago, but now she had all the more reason to make sure that he took her up on the offer. It would be pure Christmas glee to see her mother's expression during the remainder of Christmas day.

When she was showered and dressed for the day, she was out the door just a few minutes late. Gray would probably already be waiting, but ten or fifteen minutes wouldn't kill him. Well, perhaps heat exhaustion, if he was wearing that ridiculous parka he owned..

All of the windows were open, and her sunglasses were pushed up onto the top of her head, as she finally pulled up to the curb beside him. Idling the truck as she waited for him to climb in. "What's up, douchenacho?"