Chapter seven – O Christmas Tree.
Chuck was seducing her with Christmas, Blair realized when she awakened the next day. He knew it was her favorite season, and he was taking advantage of that fact, While she’d slept, he’d apparently zipped down to the nearest twenty-four hour store, with Eloise in tow…and obliterated the Holiday Décor section.
Looking around, Blair elbowed herself upward against the bed. She blinked groggily and made her way out of the room. Sure the overall look Chuck had achieved wasn’t Martha Stewart. It wasn’t even Martha Stewart Dose Kmart. But the multicolored lights, buckets of candy canes, plastic plug-in-light-up Santa, pots of poinsettias, and everything else he’d purchased and arranged did possess a certain hokey charm. Sort of like Chuck himself.
And she loved it.
She smiled sleepily and flopped down onto the sofa. As she did, a chocolate croissant drifted into her vision, held by Chuck and bringing with it the intoxicating scents of sugar and at least four thousand calories. Blair wasn’t entirely sure calories containted aromas, but in her imagination they did. The more...
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