Christmas Tree

Portia's P.O.V:

It's Sunday and the air is already cold indicating that December has finally come. It's already 9:30 a.m. but it feels like it's only 5 in the morning. Levi is cooking our breakfast while I am enjoying a cup of hot chocolate and cutting papers for my DIY star garlands. On the other hand, Levi is busy on his laptop while preparing breakfast. It's Sunday but he still needs to check reports for tomorrow. "Hey, my lady? Can you prepare the plates? I just need to reply to an email." Levi said while turning off the stove. "Sure," I said and get the plates for us and ready the table. "Let me prepare the food too and focus on that," I said, and he kissed my cheeks. "Your so sweet beautiful." He whispered and I blushed.