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It’ll fly by, trust me.

Nik:

I don’t believe you.

Your present better be spectacular to make up for this, pchelka.

You have no idea, baby.

Ivy:

You’ll find out in three days, won’t you?

Gotta go! Talk later, Nik :)

I’m walking into the lingerie boutique when my phone vibrates again, only it’s not Nik.

Callahan:

Five days, honey? What have I done to deserve such a harsh punishment?

I chuckle, hearing the tone of his usual humor. True, it has been two days since we last spoke in person, but we’ve also texted since. And five days is not the longest we’ve gone without being face-to-face.

Ivy:

You could have come over last night, but you’re a workaholic. I can’t help that I’m swamped these next couple of days.

Callahan:

Too busy to see your favorite person in the whole world? Even for a quick lunch.

I swallow thickly, ready to run out of the store and right over to him. He could make me drop anything at any time. I just can’t. Not this time.

Ivy:

I wish! Christmas will come fast, I promise.

Feeling bold, I add another message.

Ivy:

I’m worth the wait, aren’t I?

Callahan:

Of course you are, honey. I’ll see you for Christmas. If time frees up before then, come over and visit.

Ivy:

Will do! Talk soon :)

I bury myself in shopping racks before I can change my mind.

Chapter 4: Ivy

Christmas Day

Into You - Ariana Grande

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