79 Bronson

I look around aimlessly as my feet stomp out tracks across the pathetic attempt at the winter wonderland. Fake snow blows around from a large machine making enough noise to carry its own steering wheel, and the workers are walking around in small elf suits with matching red jingle belled shoes.

What in the living hell did I just step into?

“Hey, did you find one yet?” Nikki clings to my arm, and I suddenly feel loads better. I don’t understand how she has the power to bring me down from anger and annoyance, to gratitude, but I’m grateful each and every time her skin touches mine.

It’s been two days since we made love. Cassandra leaving, Clara coming by surprise, my new attitude at work, it all came through extremely fast, but nothing makes me happier than Nikki. I feel whole around her, complete, and I never want that feeling to go away.