Her Pretend Christmas Date by Alexa Woods

Author:Alexa Woods
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2020-11-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Laney

After giving Morgun her card, Laney didn’t really expect her to call. Or text. Or email. She didn’t expect to hear from her at all. So she had no idea why she found herself checking her phone more often. Finding excuses to take it out of her pocket. Getting her hopes up when it did ring. She’d given herself hope, and any spark of hope was a terrible thing, in her opinion, especially when it came to another person.

She didn’t realize that was what she was doing when she handed over her card. She just wanted Morgun to have her contact info for work. Starting a new job was hard. Morgun was bound to have questions. Laney felt she owed her this for going to the wedding with her. She just wanted to make sure she was able to succeed at her first assignment, and if she needed help, she was there. Everyone should have someone to fall back on because first days sucked. That’s why she’d done it.

Not because she wanted Morgun to call for any other reason.

It was illogical, what she was doing. Checking her phone. Holding that little spark in her chest and nurturing it. It was never going to turn into a flame, because Laney didn’t play with fire.

She wasn’t entirely surprised when Morgun sent her a text nine days after their lunch together, asking her if she could spare half an hour to go over the edits from her first shoot. It was a commercial building that was going up for sale and Morgun wrote in her text that she was worried her shots were too artsy and wouldn’t be acceptable. She was going to die of embarrassment if she had to ask to reshoot it.

Laney was busy. She had clients booked solid and anticipated a full evening of editing, but she sent a text back asking if seven was okay, and Morgun replied that it was.

Laney made sure she was just slightly late, so that she didn’t look desperate or eager. In reality, she’d circled the block no less than twenty times so that she would show up ten minutes after seven. She’d come straight from her last shoot. She still had on her work clothes, which were nicer than what she wore around the house, but she was glad she had an excuse to look good. She was mortified when she lifted her hand to ring the buzzer and found that it was both damp and trembling slightly.

She set her finger on the button she remembered well from the last time she was there. Christmas. When Morgun hadn’t answered. It was a good thing she hadn’t answered. Laney had no idea what would have happened if she had.

She was about to push the button when a strange noise, a hissing sort of whisper, came from behind her. She whirled, already reaching into her purse for the can of hairspray she kept in it. It wasn’t pepper spray, but hairspray was supposed to work just as well, or so she’d heard.

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