✴ Damien ✴
My schedule was packed. Between finalizing plans for the Christmas tree lighting ceremony and ensuring everything was ready for the town’s big event, I barely had a moment to think. And yet, Scarlett was always there, hovering at the edges of my thoughts. The kiss we had shared replayed in my mind like a favorite song – familiar, comforting, and completely addictive. But despite how busy I was, I found myself pulling into the parking lot of Matthews Couture. I spotted Scarlett’s car, parked neatly in the lot, and I breathed out a sigh of relief. I just wanted to see her. To talk to her. I took a deep breath as I got out of my car. I didn’t have a plan. I just needed to see her. I pushed open the door and the quiet hum of the store welcomed me. The racks were immaculate, each pi
