White Witchmas by Dakota Cassidy

Author:Dakota Cassidy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Awe Books
Published: 2021-08-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“So, how do I look?” she asked Jorge from his vantage point on the chair in the ladies’ room at Hallow Moon.

“Sad,” he said on a yawn, scratching at his headband of reindeer antlers with LED lights. They blinked on and off in an array of red and green that matched his doggie diaper.

Cozy pouted into the mirror, smoothing her hands over the figure-hugging red dress. “You don’t like the dress?” She thought it slimmed her too-wide hips, making her waist, in turn, look smaller.

“Of course I like the dress. You’re gorge, mi amiga. I meant your eyes. No amount of glittery eye shadow and concealer can make up for the fact that you’re unhappy.”

Her shoulders slumped. “I’m not unhappy, Jorge. It’s Christmas Eve. Who can be unhappy when Santa’s coming tonight?”

“Right. Feliz Navidad and all that jazz. You need to resolve this issue between you and Finn, Cozy. No concealer can hide that.”

She fought asking the burning question she’d pondered all day long after her chat with Gus and as she and the seniors had run through their last dress rehearsal. All through the catastrophe that was Glenda-Jo and Roscoe fighting over who was more pitchy during “Angels We Have Heard On High”, she’d wondered if Jorge had found out anything about Finn’s prison stay.

She’d also wondered what his kiss meant. It tasted of goodbye—it felt like goodbye, too, and she’d been wrestling the pain of that since it happened.

The only solace she took was the fact that Finn had a ways to go on his parole sentence. He couldn’t just up and leave Paris or he’d be in bigger trouble than he was already.

But the solace was quickly replaced with a tiny sliver of hope after her conversation with Gus.

That he didn’t want to talk about their lovemaking made sense. He didn’t want to talk about anything, period. But that was all going to change tonight after the recital. He wasn’t going to shut her down anymore.

But she wanted to keep what she was going to do to herself for now. If things went wrong and Finn continued to be an asshat, she didn’t want everyone in Paris to know.

So she shrugged as she looked at Jorge. “I tried to talk to him earlier today about…you know, last night. He wanted nothing to do with any kind of conversation. Which shouldn’t surprise you because it doesn’t surprise me. So can we, just for tonight, let this go? I have some wily seniors and a Council to please. I can’t let myself be distracted by Finn anymore. It’s over.”

Over.

It had been over for months, but why did it feel as fresh as if it were happening all over again? If she managed to wrest whatever was going on out of him, wasn’t it going to hurt even worse?

Taking a deep breath, she fluffed her hair and touched up her lipstick. Tonight was for the seniors and the elders of the Council. She’d do well to focus on that.

She

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