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MAC
“Are you sure you don’t mind?” She stares as I load the last box into my truck.
“Yeah. This would’ve taken you two trips in your car.”
She nods. “Right. Well, all the postage is already on there, and Ted at the post office is used to me dropping stuff off all the time. He’s really nice and helpful.”
“Ted?” My ears perk up. “Young guy. Tall. The one with the hair?”
She laughs. “Yeah, he’s channeling his inner Bieber. I always tease him about it. But he’s good natured.”
I bet he’s real nice and helpful, as she says.Good natured? The asshole has probably been salivating every time my sweet lil bit bounces into the office.
“What’s wrong?” She cocks her head to the side.
“Nothing.” I flex my fists and try to loosen up the tension. It’s unlike me to feel so … aggressive. Especially when I have no reason for it. Ted is probably helpful to everyone. I don’t particularly remember him being helpful to me, but then again, it’s not like I’m sending a lot of mail.
“I should go with you. Just in case. These are all gifts, so I need to make sure they don’t get set aside or anything. Sheesh, the post office near Christmas is crazy.” She hurries to the door of my truck.
I barely beat her to the handle and open it for her. “Hop on up.” Taking her hand, I help her into the seat, then reach across and fasten her seatbelt.
She smiles, and I steal a kiss from her sweet lips.
Once I’m in the driver’s seat and backing out, she gives my mailbox stump a frown. “I’m fixing that today. I promise.”
“No rush.” I shrug.
“What about your mail?”
“Like I said, Carl can bring it up the steps.”
She settles in beside me as we head into Frozen Falls. “I just don’t want you missing your Christmas cards.”
I snort and give her a look.
She blinks.
“Oh, you’re serious?” I clear my throat. “Sorry. It’s just I don’t get a lot of Christmas cards.”
“No? That’s too bad.” She smiles. “I’ll have to send you one then.”
“That’d be nice, though I’d prefer you deliver it yourself.” I reach over and take her hand in mine. It’s such a small thing, holding her hand, but it’s also enormous. This one easy movement and the touch of her skin—it’s the world and everything in it.
“I’ll be sure to do that.” Her smile is radiant. “Do you not have a lot of family?”
“Not really. I left home sort of young and don’t have much contact with my brother or cousins. My dad split when I was young, and my mom passed a few years ago.”
“I’m sorry.” She squeezes my hand. “I had no idea.”
“Thanks.” I slow for a red light, the roads quiet as usual on this side of town. “I don’t think I’ve ever told anyone that.” I take a deep breath. “It hit me harder than I thought it would, to be honest. We hadn’t talked in a long time because of my work.”
“I’ve always wondered that about you. You must have some sort of computer job you can do from home, huh? I’m not great at computers. I mean, I can get around and everything, but I don’t understand programming or any of that.”
“Actually, I’m retired.” I shoot her a glance.
Her eyebrows lift. “Retired? But you’re so young!”
