Remy turned to lean back against his lover, and Lane draped an arm around Remy’s shoulders. “I’m just saying, who believes in Pokemon but not Santa? I don’t even know what Pokemon are.”
Holding out his DS so they could see the screen, Braden said, “See? Pokemon.”
“So because it’s in a video game, it must be real,” Remy said.
Braden gave him a weird look. “Well, yeah.”
Fortunately, Lane changed the subject. “Hey, Rem, did your family ever open gifts on Christmas Eve?”
Remy leaned his head back against Lane’s shoulder and looked up at his lover. “What? No. Christmas gifts are opened on Christmas Day.” Remy glanced at Braden, who was staring at them with undisguised excitement shining in his eyes. “Which is tomorrow. Not tonight.”
Braden’s face fell. “No fair.”
“Yes fair,” Remy said. To Lane, he added, “Stop it, will you? You’re just getting his hopes up.”