I grin to myself, pulling out my favorite magenta lipstick and twist the rearview mirror in order to paint my lips. The shade goes perfectly with the waves framing my face of my pastel pink bob. The thought of turning up to surprise Jere when we didn’t think either of us would be able to see the other for the holiday season—with how busy I had been at the shop, not to mention the snow often being too heavy to get to Crimson Ridge—sends a curl of excitement through my stomach. This will be our first proper Christmas as a couple, after dating for the past three months, and to be able to burst
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