Sunday, December 21, 2025

You've got it, ah, ah, you've got it



 Tristan planned to tell Nic everything about how he was moving back to the apartment. Only he couldn't get through. So he told Olivia more than he should have. 

"I'm not even drunk," Tristan promised. "It's just I'm so happy to move back home." He explained how he knew that might seem weird to her, but the old apartment felt like home. "Sure, I wish Nic was there, but that's OK. Really, I felt I grew a lot there, you know. If it weren't for my friend Nic, I don't know where I'd be." He hadn't meant to sound so sad, but she was listening, and he found himself laughing at Carmen and Justin's wedding. "I'm so glad you're here."

As soon as the music started with a whirlwind of a two-step, Benson Boone's Mr. Electric Cool, Tristan took her out to the floor as if he owned the place, and she took his lead. He knew then she was the girl for him. Spinning, waltzing, back to spinning again, it felt so right. He knew she was the one.

"Do you think I'm crazy?" He smiled at her after the dance. She only smiled, and she shook with laughter. He knew it would be wrong to tell her he loved her, but he didn't. He hoped she'd feel this sensation too, but it was best to keep going and just be himself. 

"I hope we can spend Christmas together," he said later when they'd run out of energy to dance. "I really like you." He finally confessed.

"I like you too," she said, and it made him laugh.  Honestly, he didn't think it would happen at a wedding in a pizzeria. 

"Are you crazy?" Tristan burst into laughter. This couldn't be happening. They were nothing alike. She was serious. He got by the skin of his teeth. "I mean, we work together. That doesn't put you off?"

"I know you. We make a good team." She said she couldn't think of anyone else she would want to spend the weekend with, especially at the Animal Clinic.

Tristan pulled her in. When he kissed Olivia, it felt like Christmas finally arrived.


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