Sure you are," Jack replied. He sashayed up next to me, and yes, it was a sashay, he was far too damn smug for his good looks. Damn me for getting all girly inside at the sight of him coming over to rescue my damsel in distress.
Then he became the ultimate man.
He picked up the flat spare, looked at it, and said "Yep, it's flat."
"What are you, a rocket scientist in your spare time?"
"Only on the weekends.
Stichwörter: flirting banter flat-tire
Seriously, isn’t there enough holiday cheer around here? You all don’t have to invade my office.” I glared at my coworkers, decked out in their fancy Christmas finery, complete with Santa hats and jingly socks.
I should have been expecting this—it was a week before Christmas. -- Erica
Stichwörter: candice-gilmer christmas-cheer mission-of-christmas
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