You don't realize what a horrific wasteland the modern dating scene is when you're lucky enough to be in a relationship. The creeps and the crazies are nearly impossible to weather.It's hard to blame anybody for packing it in and resigning themselves to the 'forever alone' life.Because really, who would want to deal with desperation every day?
The only thing she couldn't explain was...well, men.
Dating was like diving into a box of chocolates: sometimes the sweetest-looking specimens were candy coated poison. "Oh, you said no to me quite a few times in the beginning if my memory serves me right." He sat down behind her on the floor.
After a breakup with a bank robber and a divorce from a cross dresser, she gave it up for good. BAD BOY Raised in foster homes, Jason swore never to need anyone as much as the parent who abandoned him. The heater kicked on, chasing away the December chill, and sending the smell of pine throughout the room.
That was why he failed to follow up after experiencing the best kiss of his life: real passion was addictive. " On second thought, she didn't need to ask, his well-filled out boxers said it all. "I had blue balls for months." "We didn't date for months." "Well, it felt like months. It was a warmth that always made her feel safe, even safe from the stalker that Jason had personally taken down.
But when Sue Finley started getting death threats, all bets were off. Sue dropped the present she'd just wrapped under the tree and looked up at her sleepy husband who wore only his naughty or nice boxers. "He has an early Christmas present for you." He ran his hand over his hard abs. Don't know why you waited so long either." He wrapped his arms around her middle. But tonight the comfy feeling was chased away by butterflies. She knew she should, but God help her, she was afraid.
The blonde spitfire was everything he'd ever wanted—and she needed him. Silence fell as Christmas lights flickered on the tree. " "I'm not the one who has a peeking problem." "I didn't peek," he said. Afraid he'd say the wrong thing, afraid he'd break her heart. "Faulty tape, I'm sure." He leaned over her shoulder and studied her.
And though this novel situation had a quirky cast of characters and an unquestionable bad guy, he was going to make sure it had a happy ending.
"It's for you." She'd never known a grown man could love Christmas so much. "You'll love this one." He kissed the side of her neck.
I was wrapping one last gift." And asking for a Christmas miracle. His years in the foster care program had cheated him out of the kind of Christmas a boy deserved. "I'll let you open one." He reached over with his other hand and picked up the small package. I can't wait to see your face when you open this one." He dropped the presents in her lap.
In so many ways, when it came to Christmas, her new husband was a kid.
Sue wasn't sure she'd ever meet the woman, but if she did, she was going kick her ass.