AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Ford’s hand on my shoulder flexed and fell away. “Okay.”
My heart plummeted with his touch, and I shifted back to my original seat, wrapping my arms around myself, but no amount of body warmth kept out the cold void filled with Christmas wishes and a sense of longing.
CHAPTER FIVE
FORD
This is insane.
I met the girl two days ago, and I was begging her to settle in for a Christmas fling instead of heading home like I always planned?
What the hell is wrong with me?
No wonder Nisha stared at me like I was a psycho when I came onto her so damn strong.
She chanced a look at me–just like the one she shot me before I wrapped my arm around her and forced her into my side–and opened her mouth.
And her tour guide persona appeared.
For the next hour I listened to her regale me with all the reasons why New York was incredible–and she has some seriously good facts stored in there–and why tourists needed to stay a few extra days to discover all there was to offer.
What I wanted to discover washer.
But the way she skittered from me...hell, maybe I was that desperate.
Especially at this time of year.
With a wedding looming.
In literally hours. I wasn’t doing the groomsman thing the way Rex planned, and last night turned out to be less an afterparty and more a few guys hanging out together, not all from the bridal party, getting hammered over broken hearts and lost loves while the groom was conspicuously absent.
And how I ended up with Pickles’ visage tattooed to my pecs.
I let Nisha ramble on until the boat turned, and ballsed up. “I didn’t go out last night with the wedding crew. At least, that’s not what it turned out to be. I don’t do the wedding thing because I got jilted. On my buck’s night. By a stripper. Exactly...” I checked my watch, “three hundred and sixty-four days and ten hours ago.”
Her mouth fell open. “Oh, Ford.”
