Tomboys Don't Love Christmas by Christina Benjamin

Author:Christina Benjamin [Benjamin, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crown Atlantic Publishing
Published: 2020-10-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chris

“So, we have good news and bad news,” I said when we returned to the table.

“Bad news first!” Alex demanded.

I was about to reply when Chelsea cut me off. “There’s no bad news. Ian’s flight isn’t lost. His connection in Atlanta was diverted because the storms in the Northeast grounded too many flights and there wasn’t room for his plane to land. The last update was that his flight was sent to Washington-Dulles.”

“Was that the bad news or the good news?” Grant asked.

“It’s all good news,” Chelsea repeated. “His flight’s not lost.”

“True,” I replied. “But the bad news is if that info is correct, Ian was supposed to have landed in Washington-Dulles already.”

“And we still haven’t heard from him,” Nicole added.

I put my arm around her for solidarity. “We will, Nic.”

“But if he’s safe, why hasn’t he called?” she squeaked.

“Maybe his phone battery died,” Chelsea offered.

I knew she was trying to help, and she truly had by calling her dad, but Nicole wasn’t thinking rationally right now. She wouldn’t be satisfied with anything less than speaking to Ian.

Thankfully, the rest of our friends jumped in offering a million more reasons why Ian might not have called. It probably didn’t ease her worry, but it was a good distraction, if nothing else.

“He could still be stuck on the runway,” Grant suggest.

“Ugh, that’s the worst,” Alex said. “Remember when that happened to us last year?”

Archer chimed in. “Yeah and they never let you turn your phones on until you’re deboarding. Ian’s probably just sitting there on the tarmac dying to text you.”

“But of course he won’t because Ian never breaks the rules,” Marissa teased.

“Yeah, except to secretly date my little sister behind my back,” I joked.

That had everyone laughing and soon our conversation turned into a pretty fun roast of my best friend.

Despite my own worries, even I couldn’t help smiling as I retold some of my favorite Ian stories from our high school days. And even though Nicole’s face was still tinged with worry, I could see she was in good hands, as Marissa warmly rubbed her shoulder.

I was truly grateful that we’d made such incredible friends at Northwood. They’d become our own little extended family. And nothing meant more to me than family.

“You’re really worried, aren’t you?” Chelsea asked, startling me from my distracted musings as my friends continued their conversation.

“About Nic? Nah, she’s tougher than she looks.”

“I can see that. I was talking about your friend.”

“Oh. Ian can take care of himself.” I huffed a laugh. “In case you couldn’t tell from the stories, he’s the kind of guy to survive a plane crash and hike all the way back here through a blizzard like it’s no big deal.”

“Ah, so he’s the unassuming hero-type,” she teased. “I can see why your sister fell for him.”

“Me too,” I joked back.

Chelsea’s smile made my chest hurt, but strangely, it wasn’t that familiar ache from earlier, when I’d been dying to return her flirtations with some of my own. It was something else, something foreign and disarming, but a little bit comforting, too.

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