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Lincoln: When is the wedding?

I shrugged as if he could actually see me while I typed my response

Me: Soet a break froe is available

Lincoln: Whoa, there Slon, Don Juan Sounds like you’re going to sweep her off her feet!

I rolled hts of the train in the distance

Me: Fuck you

Lincoln: Save it for the wife, buddy

One corner of my mouth ticked up as I shook my head and stuffed my phone back into my pocket My hands were nearly frozen solid, so I shoved them in the fleece-lined pockets of ers to get the circulation going

Finally, the loco as it came to a slow stop I pushed off the wall and a onto the platform The doors slid open, and a few people exited from a handful of cars

Holly had said that Winter was short with blond hair I looked at each person as they deboarded but didn’t see anyone fitting her description There was a girl one car dohoShe was bundled up so much that I could barely see her face and only knew she was blond fro out from beneath her cap

My mouth curled dohen the last person had exited the train, and I saw no sign of ed her mind Fuck

“Christopher Mistletoe?”

I glanced toto me Except now that she was close, I could see that it was a wohtest, clearest, most incredible blue eyes I’d ever seen in my entire life The world tilted, and I wondered if this hat Lincoln was talking about when he said swoon because I felt completely off-balance My dick did not have the same reaction; it was solid as a rock