Page 38 of His Christmas List-


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“Me too,” she says with a smile, “big family dinner planned.” But her smile doesn’t touch her eyes, and I get the feeling that she’s lying too.

“Have fun.”

“You too.”

I walk down the front steps and through the parking lot to my car and as I get closer, I see someone sitting on the hood of my car.

Zoe.

My step falters, she is the last person I want to see today.

Fuck.

She sits up when she sees me coming, and I drop my head, I don’t even want to look at her.

I can’t.

I unlock my car and throw my bag onto the backseat.

“Hi Dill.”

“Hi.” I twist my lips annoyed. “What are you doing here?”

Her face falls and she jumps down from the hood, “I came to wish you a Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” I snap. “You needn’t have bothered.”

Her eyes search mine. “Can we talk?”

“Nope.” I go to open my car door and she pushes it closed. “Dylan I just went to finish it with him, that’s all. I mean…. we were already broken up, but he wanted to get back together, and I had said that I would go with him for months.”

“So why lie to me?” I yell as I lose control.

Her eyes well with tears. “I was trying to protect your feelings.”

“By lying?”

She angrily wipes a tear as it escapes from her eyes. “I know, this doesn’t make sense.”

“It doesn’t.” I push past her to get into my car, and she steps in front to block me.

“Goodbye, Zoe.”

“Will you listen to me for a moment, you stubborn fuck.” She cries. “The truth is, Iwasgetting back with Rodney and then I met you and everything I thought I wanted wasn’t true anymore.”

I stare at her.

“Because even though I’ve known you for two fucking minutes, I fell in love with you.”

“Don’t.”

“And I know you don’t love me because you wouldn’t have blocked my number if you did. But what if it’s me Dylan?” She hits her chest. “What if it came true? I asked my mom for a sign last night and it came to me. It’s been there in front of us all along.”

I frown in question.

“What if I’m her?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”