The Christmas Tree Farm by Kayla Hensen

Author:Kayla Hensen [Hensen, Kayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“I can’t believe you have a date!” Yvonne shrieked through the speaker of Rebecca’s laptop. Technically it was the farm’s and was used strictly for business use but Rebecca broke down and video chatted her friend for some advice.

“It’s not a date,” Rebecca said even though it clearly was a date. If she thought in those terms she might curl up and die. She lifted up two dresses, a black one and a soft red one.

“Girl, it is a date!”

“Which one?” Rebecca asked impatiently.

Yvonne tapped a finger to her face. “If he hates Christmas, I wouldn’t go red. I’d go black.”

Rebecca shook her head. “I wore this one to my mom’s funeral. I don’t want to be thinking of her all night.”

Yvonne’s eyes widened. “You’re the one who held it up.”

“I’m sorry! I’m so nervous.” Rebecca threw the dress down onto her unmade bed and picked up a white dress with black accents down the side. She had never worn it, always being too shy about how it hugged her curves.

“That’s it. That’s the dress. With your red hair, you’re going to look amazing. He won’t be able to take his eyes off of you.”

Rebecca held the dress out and glanced at it. “I don’t know… Do I want him to take his eyes off of me? What if I get uncomfortable? What if he drools?”

Yvonne laughed. “He’s not going to drool. You’re being silly. He’s going to love the dress. You’re going to have a great time and you know what, you deserve it. I don’t know anyone who deserves to land a billionaire more than you—other than me.”

Rebecca laughed and bit her lip. “I can’t believe this is really happening.”

“Well you better hurry or it won’t. You have less than fifteen minutes to get dressed, finish your makeup, and—”

“I already did my makeup.”

Yvonne leveled a stare. “Mascara? This is a date and not a grocery store run, sweetheart. You know what, do what makes you comfortable. I don’t want you to do something that isn’t you. He likes you and that’s all that matters.”

Rebecca twisted her lips in a scowl. “Well, maybe I could try a little mascara. One coat?”

“One coat. Good luck and call me when you get back home. I want to hear all about it.”

She waved good-bye to her friend and thanked her. “Bye!” Rebecca squealed and ran from her room to get dressed and do her hair.

Ten minutes. He’d be there in less than ten minutes!

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