Stuck With My Christmas Crush
I’m dressed as a Christmas fairy. My car is broken. My phone is dead. And I’m probably next, but I get rescued by a bossy grump.
Talk about bah humbug.
He tows me to his place, a hotel close by.
Hooray! A hotel. Except it’s shut.
As a storm closes in, I hunker down with Jason, the handsome capable ex-military, and Rocko, his enormous dog, in the tiny hotel gatehouse, their temporary home.
At first, Jason resents my chaotic presence and possibly regrets his roadside rescue as we wait out the raging blizzard.
Then, the power goes out. We’re thrown into darkness. But we have a wood-burner and candles.
It could be just my imagination, but Jason’s frosty exterior melts away in the soft warm glow. He even forgets to be annoyed about the trail of pink glitter I’ve left in his room.
Maybe I shouldn’t admit that I’m having the best time in this snowed-in disaster.
I know what I want for Christmas. I wonder if Jason wants it too.
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