HOLLY
The elevator took forever, but it was my last obstacle to being free. The last thing standing between me and a long weekend away. Between me and Christmas… and everything that came along with it.
Between me and the boys.
My body still shook with adrenaline, but now my mind raced too. I was looking just as forward to Christmas — with all three of my boyfriends — as I was to spending a few quiet nights out of the City. It was like having two vacations. Two very distinct, very enjoyably payoffs after a long month of working, shopping, and wrapping gifts for dozens of people I’d never even know or meet.
The parking garage was all but deserted — a byproduct of the last day of work. The higher-ups had all taken off early in the week, driving or flying out to their houses in the Hampton
