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decorated her place with snowflakes and
angels made from paper hanging from the ceiling. There before her
stood a real Christmas tree, at least five feet in height, with
lights and ornaments. They had even put some wrapped gifts under
the tree. Surprised did not begin to express how she felt.
    “Oh you guys! You’re gonna make me cry again”
She walked into the kitchen and set down her groceries and turned
to give them each a hug and a kiss. Those two men were the only
happiness in New York, she seemed to be able to find. Them and the
John Tally she kissed today. The man was still on her brain.
    With a verbal round of 'you're
welcome' and 'hope you like' from both of them. She got
the whole scoop how they had played hooky and decided to sneak in
and decorate her place. Now she was jealous of them.
    Then as she offered them each something to
drink, they bombarded her with questions to her reply ‘cry again
today’. She knew she had to watch what she said around these two,
not much got by them. She got them each a bottle of water, and they
sat on her couch in front of the tree. She grabbed a pillow and
held it to her stomach as she began the tales of her day. By the
time, she was done and not a word came out of their mouths, but she
could almost sense what was coming next.
    “You most certainly need to go freshen up and
head right back over to that bar.” It was spoken so fast and
authoritative, by Mike, the stronger personality of the two in
their relationship.
    “You think so. I mean, I kind of felt as if
he was brushing me off towards the end. He said something about
leaving in two weeks when his brother was better. I mean…”
    Callie was interrupted by two very pushy men
insisting that she take a long hot bath and then get dolled up.
They wanted to drive her and drop her off wherever this bar was, in
hopes that her new sexy man would bring her home. Luckily, for
them, it was not too far away.
    John’s night was humming right along. The
thoughts of the seductive kiss of one Miss Callie O’Conner kept
replaying in his head. He was holding out hope that should make it
by the bar before he had to head back to California.
    The band playing tonight was good, but too
fresh that they did not seem to have quit the following yet.
However, John was sure that would change over time. He had gotten
his brother to stay home and rest with the fact that he was leaving
in a week’s time if he was better or not. He had a home and a
business of his own to run. Well living off early earned wealth,
but he treated it like a business as he had several investments he
still controlled.
    The bar was not too smoky, and the crowd of
regulars was beginning to filter in to the bar. It was only nine
and by eleven, he figured the place to be packed. He had one of his
possible manager’s show up and he put him to work for the
night.
    John’s mind was not too sharp after meeting
Miss Callie, and he kept peeking at the door to see if she might
actually show up. He had never obsessed over a woman like this and
definitely never gave it too much thought over a woman he barely
knew. Something about her was different and real. After getting
past her original grumpiness, which he could only imagine what had
put her there, she seemed so genuine and sweet. What he could not
put out of his mind was how sexy she looked.
    With his back turned toward the door, he
heard the band stop for a minute, and he figured they would be
taking their break. Then they started singing a song; a song that
he was sure was not planned. Words of ‘it’s the most wonderful time
of the year’ filled the room, and John’s eyes squinted to scan the
bar. Only one brazen broad would be up to making the band play that
song, and she was walking right towards him.
    As if he could not control what the rest of
his body thought, he joined in the mental process of drooling over
what she was wearing and how she was walking. The tight-fitting red
sliver of a dress that caressed every