Đ - Mistletoe: Our characters will share a kiss under the mistletoe.
"Honestly, I don't think you understand. I have so much to do, Chris. I haven't gotten a single gift for anyone, and Christmas is in four days. I still have to get something for you, and Jason, and I was even going to put something in the mail for your sister -- and I'll be lucky if that gets their before we're ringing in the New Year. Plus that paper that I have to do, and I have to get that application for the internship turned in as soon as I possibly can," Haven reminded him.
The chill nipped at her nose as they walked down 5th Avenue, her gloved hand in his. With everything that had happened over the course of the past six weeks or so -- the scare, her sudden interest in being serious about school, the countless arguments they'd found themselves having over the smallest things -- the holiday season had all but slipped her mind completely.
"I don't even know what I'm going to get everyone. I could offer you a blowjob every day for the next year and you'd be perfectly happy, but I can't exactly offer a blowjob to your sister. So if you have any suggestions, I'm open to them. She's 21, isn't she? I could totally buy her a plane ticket to come visit and I can take her drinking. Maybe I could promise her a good time with me..." Her voice trailed off as she looked up at him, batting her eyelashes innocently. When she was met with nothing but a blank stare, she burst into laughter. "I was kidding! Do you really think I would do that? I'll send her a bottle of the best Scotch I can find, but I wouldn't tell her to come visit with the intent to get her drunk. I'm a terrible person but I'm not that terri--"
She was cut off by the sound of her own name, her gaze following his as he looked up at the doorway to Macy's. Hanging from a red ribbon attached to the ledge was mistletoe.
It didn't matter that she could barely feel her toes, that the street was bustling with people shouting into their expensive phones. It didn't matter that she hadn't gotten a single gift for anyone, or that she had yet to even think about their Christmas plans. Without hesitation, she closed what little distance there was between them and pressed her lips to his.
