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Tilly bit her lip, instantly regretting her question. She didn’t want to think about Eric decorating his house with anybody else, even if it was just his mom and she had no reason to be jealous. She hadn’t put her own up yet, shooing Maria away every time she suggested pulling them down from the attic. However, she couldn’t let her ex know that he and the now painful happy memories it stirred was the reason the Worthington house wasn’t dripping with its usual extravagant Christmas spirit. “Not yet, we decided to get a new tree. We were meant to go pick one last week but Connie had book club, so,” They’d known each other long enough to know that Mrs Worthington’s book club was more of an excuse to guzzle glasses of wine in the middle of the day and make herself feel better about her misery by catching up on the town gossip. Obviously that took priority over spending time with her daughter, even if it was a lie it was a convincing one. Her mind flickered back to memories of getting Lexi as she watched the dog wander beside the boy, unconsciously smiling as she felt the soft fur brush against her own leg. She was a good barrier, a way to pretend that being this close was appropriate for exes. “You know him, he doesn’t like to feel lazy,” She chuckled, although she believed it was more a case of he couldn’t stand the sight of his own family when the alternative was making money, but she had no reason to complain, “He was back last week but that didn’t last long. He said he’d be back for Christmas but my Grandma said I could have dinner with them anyhow.” She wasn’t sure she should ask, she wasn’t sure she wanted to imagine that he had made plans for Christmas without even considering her for the first time ever, but she did anyway, “Got any plans for Christmas?”
Eric had yet to finish with the decorations and maybe a part of him was hoping that things would be well enough between him and Tilly that they could carry on like before with their holiday traditions. “I wasn’t joking you know. I really do want to watch the video.” He knew how bleak things were at the Worthington residence. He had known for a large majority of his young life. “We can watch it and I don’t know... maybe I can help you put up some of those decorations.” The thought of being around Francis for any length of time gave him the heebie geebies. “I thought this was going to be the year we fly out to my uncle’s for Christmas, but I guess they’re all coming out here.” Between his dad’s brothers and sisters, there was always somewhere fun to travel to during the holidays and it was apparently their turn to host their extended family. “They’ll all be coming in once school’s out for their kids and whatnot. My mom will always have a place for you at the table and you know everyone so...” This wasn’t weird right? No, not at all. What was weird about inviting someone who you thought of as your best friend over for a holiday party? Nothing at all.














