His brows furrow as if I’ve sawed on his very last nerve, and then just like that, his affect brightens. “Please tell me you know these wanton women and where can I find them.”
Sabrina Jarrett comes to mind with her equally obnoxious ego and self-serving line of banter. My God, it’s a match made in pompous heaven.
“You know, come to think of it—I think I do.”
Sabrina Jarrett and Graham Holiday deserve one another. I bet sparks would fly just as easily as egos would implode. They’d drive one another bonkers just vying for a spot in the mirror each morning. Sabrina is a spoiled brat who always gets her way, and Graham is an obnoxious playboy who is used to having his ego stroked nightly. She would kill him with her vanity, and he would smother her with his narcissistic ways.
Yes. I think I just found Gingerbread’s nextitcouple, and it will be a farce that I will not want to miss. I can’t wait to light the fuse and watch the dating dynamite explode right in their faces. Once Sabrina has infiltrated his world, I’m betting Graham won’t be able to escape this town fast enough.
We climb back into his truck, and I snuggle in with the sweet little puppy as Graham speeds us off to the vet.
I’m going to sic Sabrina Jarrett on Graham asap.
Joy to the world.
Revenge has come.
It’s going to be a holly jolly holiday after all.
