Dashing Through the No: A Holiday Romance by KB Cinder

Author:KB Cinder [Cinder, KB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I woke up thirty minutes late Monday morning, and from there on, the day was a giant shit-show. The Monday-est Monday of them all.

I accidentally flashed my nextdoor neighbor while getting dressed in a rush, my curtains wide and offering mega-bitch Carol a view of my lady lumps while she perfected the elaborate manger display in her side yard.

She told me about it on my way to the car, too, despite us locking eyes and exchanging the look. You know, the one where you silently agree to never speak of the event again. Obviously Carol didn’t get that memo.

That was one-upped by dropping my hot cocoa in my passenger seat while hurrying to park at the school. Luckily, I kept a hoard of Dunkin napkins in my center console. I sopped it up before stuffing them in an extra Target bag, the collection of wet wipes I’d accumulated from the barbecue joint up the street saving the day from sticky chocolate.

But that was just the start of the fun.

The kiddies refused to cooperate all morning, one of the little devils smuggling in a lunchbox full of Fruit by the Foot. They gobbled it down while I took a call from a parent that had to tell me about her darling, little Madisyn’s strict need for organic, non-GMO snacks only in painstaking detail.

Unfortunately for her mother’s demands, Madisyn had already eaten roughly a mile of fruit tape with her little friends, and the whole lot of them were bouncing off the walls.

That all made my half-hour break particularly lovely while they were in gym class.

Normally, I’d stay in the classroom and work on the next lesson, but I needed to escape the four walls. So I headed to the media lab to make copies of permission slips for next month’s field trip to the discovery museum upstate.

It was empty as I entered, leaving the good copier free and clear for the taking. Usually, I was forced to tame the beige dinosaur that had somehow outlived a meteor strike or seven.

I lined the paper up perfectly in the scanning window and hit the magic button, excited I’d have time to run to the lounge for a tea since I didn’t have to struggle with the paper-eating monster in the corner.

As the machine did its business, I pulled my cell from my pocket, the deep-seated wonders the main selling point of my dress.

Karine sent me a few pictures of her latest shenanigans - touring a potential manufacturer for her upcoming line of vibrators. I didn’t know what an assembly line of pocket rockets looked like, but she clued me in, and it was pretty buzz worthy.

And a minion chainmail I love you text from Mom, the yellow men her latest obsession.

I couldn’t help but be disappointed that there was nothing else. I didn’t want to hope for something more, but I did.

Preferably a profession of like from someone whose name rhymed with Hash.

I grabbed a sugar cookie from the open tin on the counter beside the copier, the latest homemade batch from the art teacher, Mrs.

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