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Despite what she might have wanted, Brooke was doomed to spend New Year’s Eve alone in the middle of a room full of people. Her mother had gotten her on the list for what she deemed as the party of the year, but her heart simply wasn’t in it – not when he was somewhere far away, most likely with oceans between them. The champagne was flowing freely & everyone was dressed to the nines ( her included, in her own design, naturally ) – but even this FABULOUS party couldn’t make her forget about the missing piece of her. As the other revelers got ready for the midnight champagne toast, she found herself hurrying on her way out ( halted only by a ten minute argument with the girl at the coat check who insisted that some tacky, red pleather jacket was hers – yikes ). This wasn’t how she wanted to ring in the New Year, miserable in the center of a celebratory crowd – so it’s high time she hightailed it out of there.
The streets are busy – & it takes her quite some time to flag down a cab to take her home ( damn her phone for dying – otherwise she’d have ubered !! ) – but finally she catches a golden – er … yellow chariot !! She reaches for the door handle, when suddenly she’s stopped in her tracks by a hand on her arm.
“Hey buddy – you can wait for the NEXT ONE,” she chastises, tongue sharp. Once her gaze lands on the rather rude individual, she’s rendered speechless, annoyance turning into a mega-watt smile. There’s no time for words, not when he pulls her in & kisses her like his life depends on it.
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