Wesley's Christmas Return

"Okay creep, are you going to help me up or keep staring at me like you're about to eat me."

"I mean I could," Wesley says this time with playful eyes and a smile on his face.

Wow, I forgot how beautiful his smile is.

"Um...huh..." I say dumbstruck, "you could what?" He doesn't say anything but stares at me. His smile turns to a grin, I take the time to really look at him. He really hasn't changed appearance wise, he still has his black hair short with a stubby beard to go along with it. He is very handsome, that definitely didn't change. He is wearing the same outfit I saw him in this morning, very biker dude kind of look.

"I could," he crouches down next to me and whispers in my ear, "eat you."

Oh shit.

-

Isabel Rezina never expected to run into the boy she once had a hopeless crush on. The last time she saw Wesley Pierce was the night of Christmas Eve as he ran out of his house and into her yard with a bruise on his cheek. That was eight years ago.
Now he is showing up everywhere she turns but he isn't the same Wesley she once knew. The warmth in him is gone, replaced with a sharp bitterness toward the holidays.
A complete scrooge.
After their third run in, Isabel decides on one thing: She must help Wesley get his Christmas spirit back before Christmas day.