A Boyfriend for Christmas by Helen Cooper Page A

They were pretty mesmerizing.   In other circumstances, she would be
flirting like crazy with him.

 
    “What’s your name?” He sighed and took out a pen.

 
    “Brynn. Brynn Winter.” She watched him writing her name down
and jumped when he looked up at her suspiciously.

 
    “Brynn Winter?” he sighed. “You’re not Lucky Winter’s sister,
are you?”

 
    “Yes I am.” She gazed at him, mouth agape. “How did you know
that?”

 
    “My name is Daz.” He paused. “Daz Harper.” He stared at her
waiting for her to make the connection. She stared back at him, trying not to
think about how full his lips looked before she glared at him.

 
    “Omg, I remember you. You’re the Daz Harper that broke my
sister’s heart.” She pointed her finger at him. “You’re lucky that I don’t kick
your ass right now.” She glared at him and he rolled his eyes.

 
    “I see you’re still as dramatic as ever, Brynn.” He smiled
wryly.

 
    “You remember me?”

 
    “How could I forget you? You were as annoying then as you
are now.”

 
    “And you were as rude then as you are now.” She poked him in
the chest and was taken aback by the firmness of his chest. “There’s no way I’m
giving you my insurance info now, you deserve to pay for far worse.”

 
    He watched her carefully and looked like he was going to say
something to her but stopped himself. “I don’t really have anything to say to
that, Brynn.”

 
    “Yeah, most cheaters don’t.” She glared at him. This was the
man that had dated her sister for two years in high school and then ended up
cheating on her when he went away to college.

 
    “That was a long time ago, Brynn,” he sighed. “And I doubt
you know the whole story.”

 
    “You mean the story of how you deflowered Lucky’s best
friend when she went to visit her brother at college?”

 
    “Like I said, you don’t know the whole story.”

 
    “Yeah okay. Thank God Lucky never slept with you. Who knows
what sort of diseases you may have brought home to her?”

 
    “Who knows?” His voice held an amused tone and she looked at
him suspiciously.

 
    “What’s so funny?” She glared at him. “STD’s aren’t funny.”

 
    “I see you are as full of drama as you always were.”

 
    “What’s that supposed to mean?”

 
    “Nothing.” He grinned. “But I guess today is your lucky day.
I’m going to let you go without asking for what I assume is a non-existent
insurance card.”

 
    “Whatever.” She glared at him one last time and flounced
back to her car. She couldn’t wait to call Lucky to tell her that she’d just
seen Daz. They had broken up over ten years ago but she knew that Lucky had
never really gotten over the betrayal. Brynn couldn’t even imagine what it
would be like to find out that her best friend had slept with her boyfriend.
Especially if she hadn’t even slept with said boyfriend.

 
    She got into her car and heard Daz honk as he drove past
her. She kept her face looking forward. She was glad to see him go. Though it
was a pity that he was such a jerk and that he had dated her sister. She’d
found him quite attractive as they had sparred back and forth.

 
    “Brynn, get it together,” she snapped at herself as she
started her car again. There was no reason for her to daydream about what-if’s.
She needed to concentrate on the here and now. Because if she didn’t get her
butt to the office, she would be out of a job before she even started it.

 
    ***

 
    “Lucky, I can’t talk any more right now,” Brynn hissed into
the phone. “I’ll call you back.”

 
    “But Brynn, I wanna know about Daz.”

 
    “I gotta go.” Brynn hung up the phone and smiled at Doug,
her new boss as he walked into her office.

 
    “Is everything ok, Brynn?” He looked at her with concern,
his blue eyes stared into hers intensely and she felt like he could read her
brain.

 
    “Yes, thanks Doug.”