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“My family planned a cruise,” Liv said.

“Without you?” Dev said, with a smile.

“No, with me,” Liv said. “We normally do Christmas at home, but my parents wanted to mix things up. How about you Dev?”

“Ski trip with the family.”

“Nice,” she said.

“One point for Taking Care of Quizness, Sherlock Holmies, and Joey Triviannes.”

“It should be,” he said. “I’m ready to get out of this town for a bit.”

“Me too,” she said. “You have no idea.”










Chapter Twenty-Eight

It was just Liv’s luckto be stuck working two days before Christmas. To make matters worse, she was driving up an icy mountain road to hand deliver an urgent package to her ex-boss/ex-lover.

Fuck. My. Life.she thought with a sigh.

How was it possible that no one else could do this task?

It’s fine. It’s fine.She thought.I’ll just pop out of the car and deliver the package and be on my way. I’ll be able to take the next flight out to Tampa to jump on the cruise then I’ll be far, far away from Will Sterling, from work, from Washington. Couldn’t come faster.

The snow began to fall harder. She squinted as she drove. Could this road be any more windy and narrow?

That’s it! 507 - I found it. Now deliver this package and get out of here!

Liv turned the car toward the driveway.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

The car hit ice and started sliding.

No! Not that way.

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