To: Cassiope@gomail.com
From: Ash10@gomail.com
Subject: Where there's coffee, there's first degree burns
CASS.
Our first Christmas adventure nearly resulted in us going to the hospital. He has a first degree burn on his hand and wrist, and a jacket that is probably not salvageable. It is soaked with more coffee than I've consumed this whole month so far.
He hated everything about today. Except the cookies. Those were really amazing actually. And now I know he loves shortbread.
So in summary, I forced him to an event he hated, which ruined his jacket and inflicted bodily harm, and only learned one new thing about him.
Well, two new things. He's also very alone. He doesn't even have people to buy presents for. And before you say anything, no, not just because his nearest and dearest have decided not to buy into the horrific commercialization of the season. He actually doesn't even have the people. It broke my heart. I wanted to hug him. I just didn't want to cross any boundaries.
It's probably best that I didn't. When I dropped him off, he got out of the car and a woman was coming out of the pub and he looked incredibly happy to see her. He gave her a huge hug and a kiss, so...
I'm not getting in the middle of that. He didn't mention a girlfriend to buy Christmas stuff for, but I think he's got his sights set on someone else. But that's okay. These were never dates. We agreed on friends at the start. I can stick to that.
Plus, as handsome as he is, he's still a grinch. And he is absolutely not a morning person. Who hates Christmas music.
I can't be with a man like that.
YOU ARE READING
Can't Love Christmas
RomanceA young woman tries to escape her past by moving to a new town and bets a renowned Christmas-hating local that she can get him to fall in love with Christmas. 85-90,000 words
