Love Always, Damian
“Lia asks.
“Let me see what I can find,” Blake says, rummaging through the one tote of Christmas decorations I own. “All I see is an angel.”
Lia’s shoulders slump. “An angel is fine, I guess.”
Blake grins at me and I toss him a shrug. “How about I find a star for next year?” he asks her.
She places an index finger over her lips. “Hmmm. Deal.” She sticks out her hand, and Blake shakes it.
“Okay, let’s get this angel on top, and I think we’re done,” he tells her.
The tension between Blake and me has eased in the last weeks. It’s had its repercussions, though. Blake spends less time here. He doesn’t call unless it has something to do with Lia. When he comes over, he actually knocks on the door, and he never falls asleep on my sofa anymore. When it comes to me, you could fit three couples between us most of the time.
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