Resting Scrooge Face

by Meghan Quinn

“What?” she responds. “That’s what you’re going to say to me? What?” No, what I really want to say is how beautiful you are. How I’ve missed staring into your eyes. Or hearing your laugh.

First of all, could the man be any more attractive? You always hope for the people who break your heart to age horribly, but not Caleb Butler. Nooooo, he has to be like Napa’s finest wine.