“Christmas hasbearlysurvived this evening,” I say into the mic.
Seriously?Why brain? WHY?!
I’m glad I don’t have that camera on me, catching my cringing face.
CHAPTER FIVE
Boone
That was her…
I squeeze my eyes shut and try to push that thought away. That was my mate, but I can’t deal with that right now.
I’m in the middle of the town square, completely naked, with a thirty foot Christmas tree on my back.
She was so beautiful…
The image of her standing there like a Christmas miracle is burned into my brain. It’s all I can think about. It’s all I can see.
I want to go to her. I need to find her. To have her. Toclaimher.
But first, I have to get out of this disastrous predicament.
“What the hell were you thinking?” I mutter, coughing and wiping my burning eyes from all that pepper spray. They’re watering as I peek out from under the massive tree branches. The cops are swarming the area, looking for my grizzly.
As soon as this tree came down, he tucked his tail and pulled me out, letting me deal with the mess.
I grab one of the fake decorative presents under the tree and punch two holes into the cardboard. I open the top and stick my legs in there, pulling it up like a pair of shiny cardboard shorts. It looks ridiculous, but it’s better than running out there with my cock flopping around for everyone to see.
I slip out on the opposite side of the tree, using it as cover from the cops as I hurry along it, hoping no one is watching. I dart into the alley, toss the present, quickly grab my clothes, and yank them on.
My heart is racing as I look out, hoping I don’t see any shocked or curious faces looking my way.
It’s all clear.
I take a deep breath and slip out, hurrying along the sidewalk with my hands in my pockets. A group of cops run my way.
“Have you seen the bear?” one barks at me.
“It ran that way,” I say, pointing to the wilderness. “Into the mountains.”
Two peel off the group and head into the direction I pointed as the other two race to secure the area.
Where is she? Where is my mate?
I feel frantic as I look around for her. And that’s when I see…
What I did.
Shit.
It’s chaos and destruction everywhere. The massive tree is laying across the town square, cutting the road in two. A wreckage of huge broken decorations litter the snow and the window of the candle store is broken.
There’s no more singing or dancing or people enjoying the holiday. There’s cops and screaming and a line up of cars that can’t leave because the tree is blocking their way.
My heart squeezes into a tight ball. I feel kind of bad. This isn’t as much fun as I thought it would be.
Told you, my bear seems to say, gloating.
