Page 56 of My December Darling

The door clicks shut behind me, and I press my back against it. With a trembling hand, I brush the pads of my fingers over my swollen lips.

If one kiss has me feeling this light-headed, I have no idea what the future will bring me, but I do know one thing. Whatever happens between Luke Darling and me might be temporary, but this connection is anything but fleeting, and it absolutely scares me.

Thankfully, I don’t get sick with pneumonia or the flu after my dumb decision to walk to the bar last night, but unfortunately, I’m suffering from a different kind of illness.

Early signs of lovesickness.

Or at least that’s what my best friends keep saying in the Work Wives group chat after I catch them up on yesterday’s date.

Nancy

If you DIDN’T like him, I’d be concerned.

Nancy

I mean look at him.

She attaches a photo from Luke’s social media profile where he’s dressed up like an elf while he and an older volunteer, who is wearing a Santa costume, were photographed delivering gifts to children at the hospital.

Monica

You know how many men can look that good in a ridiculous getup like that?

Winny

Forget Luke. What about the silver fox dressed up like Santa?

Nancy

…

Monica

I can’t tell if you’re joking.

Monica

Please tell me you are.

Me

I sure hope so.

Winny

What? He’s hot.

Monica

Yeah, in a “will ask for a senior discount at restaurants and movie theaters” kind of way.

Winny sends an eye-rolling emoji.

Me

Can we focus on the subject at hand?

Monica

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