Forget You by Parker Blue

Author:Parker Blue [Blue, Parker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Bell Bridge Books
Published: 2013-04-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

SAWYER

“Here. What about this?” I handed Eva a strange ornament I found that looked like a pickle, for whatever reason. We were Christmas shopping at the mall in Carver. Eva had said she was looking for unique gifts for her friends, but a pickle-shaped tree ornament must not fit the bill, because she crinkled her nose and handed it back to me.

“I don’t think so. Who wants one of those hanging on their tree?” she asked point blank.

Cramming my hands into my coat pockets, I resumed scanning the items on the lower shelves.

“Are you getting me something?” I asked. An odd tension filled the air between us. “I’m getting you something. I just haven’t figured out if you’ve been bad or good this year. I don’t think I’ve hung out with you enough to make my final decision,” I said in an effort to lighten the mood.

Truth be told, over the last couple weeks, we’d grown closer, inseparable really. We had the type of connection that made it feel as though we’d known each other our whole lives. We were comfortable. Eva got my witty one-liners and, at times, my odd behavior like no one ever had before. This thing between us was effortless, something I’d never felt before with anyone.

Eva laughed. “Are you Santa or something?”

“Don’t I wish. Santa has the best job ever. You do know the real reason why he’s so damn jolly all the time, don’t you?”

She shook her head. “No, why?”

We started down the next aisle of goodies. It was filled with different-colored spatulas, can openers, and mixing bowls. This store was odd. It held everything you could possibly ever need under its roof and then some, but nothing went together. There was no theme or sense of organization. What I found to be even stranger than that though, was why Eva insisted on buying her friends something they could use. Maybe it would be okay if it were a Blu-ray player, but a spatula? What was the point in searching through this stuff? There was nothing of value in this store.

“He knows where all the bad girls live.” I arched a brow and flashed her a wicked smile, the same one I’d learned over the last few weeks was her favorite.

“Oh my God,” she muttered. A wide grin swept across her face, and I knew I’d succeeded in my goal for the day—to make her laugh at least twice. “That’s horrible—horribly funny—but still horrible nonetheless.” She cracked up.

“Thank you.” I grinned, glad to see her relax.

She’d been tense and crazed from the moment we stepped inside the mall. Either it was the loud Christmas music blaring through the speakers, or the rude people rushing past us in a mad dash from all angles struggling to find the perfect gift for their loved one as well.

I hated Christmas shopping.

“Where do you come up with this stuff?” she asked once she had gained control of her laughter.

I shrugged. “Honestly, I don’t know. Either I read it somewhere or heard it from my brother once, I’m not sure.

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