"Holland?" Jamie said, opening the door. His eyes went wide with surprise. He was wearing a soft sweater and holding a cup of tea, steam curling up from the surface.
"Holland?" Phoenix and Soren said, surprised, walking to the door. Phoenix had flour on his shirt, like he had been in the middle of cooking. Soren was holding a book, his finger marking the page.
"Surprise," I said, walking into Phoenix's house. The warmth of the entryway wrapped around me, smelling like baked bread and something sweet. I had missed them.
"What are you doing here?" Jamie asked, closing the door behind me.
"Am I not invited?" I asked back, trying to smile.
"Of course you are," Jamie said, giving me a little hug. His arms were warm, familiar. I let myself sink into it for a moment.
"I didn't expect to see you this early," Soren said, hugging me too. He smelled like coffee and paper.
"Me too," Phoenix said, hugging me. "I missed you."
