Page 134 of Nice Guys Don't Kiss Like That At Christmas

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I hand her a mug of decaf coffee, pumpkin creamer already in it.She sips, then moans.Not the sexy kind.The "this coffee may solve climate change" kind.

"Thank you," she murmurs.Like she's still surprised I do that.Give her coffee.With creamer.Not every single day, but every weekend at least once if I'm not working.

My phone buzzes.

Group Name: We Love Pickles (Shut Up, Yes We Do)

I stare at my screen."When did Kellan change the chat name?Again?"

Eve peeks over my shoulder, laughing."Last night, apparently.While we were assembling that ridiculous dog tent."

Me

Dorothy took down two reindeer.Casualties include one stocking and my will to live.

Kellan

Sandwich Bay suits you.Can't wait to see…

Me

EYES.Everywhere.

"What do you mean eyes everywhere?"Eve leans forward and my jaw clenches, trying very hard not to spill the plan I have for the afternoon.

"Oh, it's a joke… about movies."

Luckily, LoverBoy spins around asking for attention and Eve doesn't ask more questions.

Kellan

Got it.We're definitely not going to see you until Spring Break.So.Sad.

Wes

Smooth, K.Super smooth.

Kellan

Smooth is my middle name.

Kellan adds Mom.

Mom

TELL EVE THE NEW ZUCCHINI WINNER AT THE COUNTY FAIR IS BIG.AND THERE'S A PICTURE OF A SANTA HAT ON IT.SHE'LL UNDERSTAND.

Kellan

Mom!We talked about this.

Mom:

ABOUT WHAT?THE CAPS OR THE ZUCCHINI?LOL

SEE YOU AT SPRING BREAK.Wink, wink.Also it's freezing in Sandwich Bay.

Me

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