Samantha must have it out for me.
As I stare into her eyes, recognition flashes in them and her smile grows tense.
Yes…. Remember me because I sure as hell remember you. I’ve had my tinsel in a tangle since we met.
The four of us ordered the traditional plate, Issac adding extra turkey for protein, and Liv omitting the bread, gravy, and cranberry sauce.
She surely planned to make up for the lack of flavor with the beautiful drinks I see being carried to the other tables.
Or maybe that's me projecting.
“I’ll take a Christmas flight,” I added with an oversize smile, and I’m almost positive I noticed the waitress’ eyes twitching, despite her smile never fading.
“Of course,” she nodded, rushing away like someone lit a match in her ass.
“Do you think she remembers you?” Liv whisp
