The Goo Goo Dolls blasted from her stereo. “Iris?” I cocked a brow. “Good song choice, Molloy, but I have to admit that I’m not feeling the festive vibe from it.” “No, asshole, not as a Christmas song,” she urged, cranking up the volume. “As our song.” I opened my mouth to respond, but she reached across the console and cover my lips with her hand. “Shh. Just humor me and listen, okay?” Reluctantly conceding to her demands, I nodded once, and kept my eyes locked on hers as the lyrics of the song fucked with my head. “Well?” she finally breathed, when the song ended. “It’s perfect, right?”
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