A Protectors Family Christmas (The Protectors)

Mace

“You thinking you want this someday?” I asked Memphis as I watched my men helping Tristan and Brennan string up the last of the lights across the ceiling in the glass sun room.

The room had already been cleared out and set up with dozens of chairs and decorated with a mix of red and white flowers.

The wedding arch was a simple combination of the same flowers, a few sprays of garland and pine cones and bright white lights.