Fairytale under the mistletoe🌿

Hi. you don't know me yet but I believe we can remedy that. My name is Tammar but my friends call me Tam. I wouldn't normally toot my own horn about my looks but I think we can make an exception here. I take pride in my appearance and I may have been the cause of a few love letters here and there in my short 20 years on this planet. I am a beautiful brunette with a striking angelic face that I am told, is absolutely stunning when I smile. And as an abnormally happy human being, I am always smiling. I am on the petite side of things being that I can shop in the kiddies and adult section of stores comfortably and I take advantage of that perk as often as I can. I am happy with my lot in life. I have an amazing family and amazing friends. I'll introduce you to my friends now as they play a major part in this story. The tall, slender, well dressed young lady of mixed descent? She is my friend of sixteen years. Her name is Lila, as in Lie-la not Lee-la; her boyfriend? he's a total dweeb. I honestly cannot understand what she see in him. He is quiet, a bit on the stocky side; but at least he is her height. At first, it was just us, but I recently met a few new friends, an short fellow who goes by the name of Alexander... I placed 'the Great' at the end for free. We call him Alex for short. I met him through the professional field I am in. You may think that hackers are totally cool.. . the reality? Not so much. I know, because that's the job we do. Anyway, back to the introduction. So on Alex's team, there is this sweet and kind girl that is quiet and unassuming. She is super sexy however. Unfortunately she finds the most drab clothing to cover her obvious gifts. Her name is Heather. And no. There are no shortened forms of her name. I met them earlier in the year when I first joined the company and we are now well on our way to becoming fast friends. What's my job? It's the securing of the sensitive data for the company that's involved in mostly chariy. I can assure you, the homeless too needs to have their data secured. I work with my friend Lila on one team. Heather and Alex as the organizers for the actual events on the other. As we are all super young, the setup is pretty great and I enjoy it, most of the time. Until the Christmas season comes around. Let's just say I am the cheerful one throughout the year, but the cheer leaves me on the one globally cheerful holiday of the year. And my friends catch it instead. They all love the decorating, and dodging the mistletoe. And every year, I always make it a point to not acknowledge it hanging above my nose. This year though, is different. This year, I get to dislike Easter as well. the company's hosting a last minute charity gala on behalf of the homeless in the city. The only problem? Both Lila and Heather has boyfriends but Alex and I are on the stag side of things. I know what you're thinking already. So? Just go together! And we do! We go together like wine and vinegar. I tormented the living delights out of him; complete with acting like a doofus for the entire week leading up to it. It came to the point where he had a serious conversation with Lila about not taking me. (She told me about it) but in the end, we end up going together. Now, in my red dress and heels, I was not surprised when Lila came looking like a literal goddess on the arms of her geeky boyfriend. It was reminiscent of Aphrodite and her husband, what's his name... from Greek mythology. Ah. yes. Hephaestus. Accustomed to seeing that unlikely pair, my mind dismissed him almost immediately. But when Heather came in, escorted by her boyfriend, my heart stopped. Literally. For a second before it did a little hop and a twirl before continuing trudging along in a rougher more ungainly rythym than normal. The reason I almost kicked the bucket? Heavens forbid that it wasn't Heather herself but the dreamboat stuck to her arm. Remember when I said she had a boyfriend? I knew of him before. I just hadn't met him until this point. And now, I wish I hadn't. He was gorgeous with an almost chocolatey complexion, dark wavy hair and a golden brown eyes of my dreams. He was just tall enough for me and he led her with confidence as they strolled in though she seemed distressed at something or other. I gulped almost audibly when she made her way over to where Alex and I were standing. Alex shot me glance of curiosity. I couldn't help it but blurt, "Heather! why didn't you tell me your boyfriend was this hot?" She blushed shyly as Alex's brows rose almost to his hairline. "Sorry." I said when I realized that was technically out of line. "That's your man. you have dibs on him. Does he have a brother, though?" Alex elbowed me hard in the ribs and I bit back a wince. "would you like a shovel to dig a deeper hole for yourself?" he asked quietly. Yeah. I get it. Shut up. By then, Heather was looking at me weirdly while her date looked absolutely bored. "Guys, this is Shaz." she said to us. Lila came gliding over. "Heather! so nice to see you! How are you, Shaz?" And I was grateful of her obvious timing. At least it was obvious to me. I bit my tongue as his smooth voice soothed my insides like a balm. "hey. I'm good. love the getup." And the small talk commenced. Bored, I studied him. He was clearly uncomfortable in the formal wear he was in, unconsciously tugging and straightening an already straight tie; scratching the insides of his collar and subtlely fidgeting. I felt almost bad for him. If I was a second slower, I would have missed the curious looks Heather was giving me. "What work do you do?" Alex asked. "Similarly to you guys, I imagine. I am a white collared hacker. I work with Genecorp. We are developing an AI firewall." "Ooh nice." I said before turning to Heather, "you know, you should totally take him around the area while he is here." Heather grinned. "I was totally thinking the same thing." she said leading him away. And I felt my heart leave with him. Shake it off girl. He belongs to your friend have some value! I gave myself a mental shake before striking a conversation with Lila. A few minutes in, I began feeling the champagne. Idly making my way to the bathroom, I did not intend to come across Heather and Shaz in a lovers embrace. Accustomed to saying the first thing that comes to mind, I just roll my eyes. "Gross guys, get a room!" Giggling, Heather pulled away. Shaz glanced at me and groaned before pulling her back securely into his arms. one word: HOT. Determined not to feel jealous of my own friend and her boyfriend I just laughed. "There's lipstick on your mouth." I said to him as I passed. He grinned. Looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I chided myself. I am not a simpering schoolgirl. I am 20 years old, dammit. There is nothing and no one that I will hate more than myself if I pursue another woman's man. "He is hers." I whispered to myself quietly. "Hers."