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Shannon, I’m here. You can find me at the bar, or I can walk over to the host stand and meet you. Your choice.
As soon as I hit send, I heard Dani’s phone chirp.
A couple seconds later, a text came through from Shannon:
I’m sitting at the bar as well. Wearing a red dress.
My heart skipped a beat. It couldn’t be. Shannon had to be here. I just couldn’t see her due to Dani sitting right in front of me.
I stepped back for a moment and checked out all the women at the bar. I couldn’t spot Shannon, and no one else wore a red dress. A red blouse, a red scarf, even red pants, but no one wore a red dress other than Dani. Shannon had short black hair, and she wore glasses… which was the reason for mine. I liked the fact that we both needed them.
I took a couple of deep breaths, trying to wrap my head around the possibility that I’d been chatting with Dani all along.
Still, that had to be wrong. Something like this couldn’t happen.
I decided to send one more text just to be sure.
I don’t see you. Are you more near the door or at the far end of the bar?
Chirp!
“Holy shit!” I blurted out.
“Everything okay?” Dani asked.
“I think there’s been some sort of mix up.”
“With your date?”
“Yes. Are you still texting your date?”
“I am,” she said, looking around. “He says he’s here but can’t find me. I need to direct him more carefully.”
I moved in closer and whispered in her ear.
“Or you can be bad and tell him to go away because you’re with me.”
“I thought we decided we shouldn’t do that,” she said, as I gently traced her ear with my finger, causing her to squirm under my touch.
“I’ve changed my mind,” I whispered. “I want it to be our date, our night. I want to take you home to spend Christmas Eve with my family.”
“Butmydate is in this restaurant. How rude do you want me to be?”
“Extremely, horrendously rude.” I leaned in and kissed her, a scorched-earth kind of kiss that left us both breathless.
When we finally pulled apart, she whispered, “Give me a… second.”
She gazed down at her phone as her thumbs glided over the letters. When she finished and sent it, my phone dinged with a text. Her attention instantly snapped to my phone.
“What the hell?” she asked. “That was weird.”
As soon as I read her text, I knew this would be the best Christmas ever.
Jonathan, I’m sorry about this, but I can’t meet you for a drink. Something’s come up.
I gazed back up at Dani and said, “Hang on tight, Miss Pineapple, because it’s about to get even more bizarre.”
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