It Must Have Been The Mistletoe... (2010) - Plot & Excerpts
4 LOST IN THE SOUND, LAYLA was milking the final note from her instrument before she had the presence of mind to realize that there were roughly twenty thousand people watching her. She finished with a flourish and waited for the applause to end and the intro for the next song to begin before she disconnected the amp from her mandolin and made her way back offstage. He’d kissed her. More significantly, she’d kissed him back. Quite enthusiastically. Her cheeks blazed right along with the rest of her and a cold sweat broke out across her brow. Her gaze skittered around backstage until she found Bryant. He was seated at the Scrabble table, arranging his tiles as though everything was right with his world. Hers felt as if it had been upended and she was hanging on to what was left of her sanity with her fingernails. “Well done,” he said, without looking up. “You wanna play?” “You kissed me,” she said blankly, because she couldn’t think of anything else. He arranged a word on the board, his nimble fingers easily managing the slippery tiles.
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