Okay, she was right about the sugar. It didn’t matter to me that they were Christmas cookies though. It was the ingredients that had worked, not the decoration. I wasn’t going to believe she’d baked Christmas spirit into them.

  She’d invited me out on a date, I would assume. That was nice of her, but the part about her assuming that I would just show up; that bothered me. What made her assume such a thing? Was it the kiss? Had I given her the idea that we were something we’re not? I leaned my elbows on the desk and put my head in my hands. What had I done? I didn’t normally do this. I never set a woman up to get her heart broken right before I left on my Christmas trip. I never set them up period. I always told them straight out what I was looking for. It was always temporary. Why was Robyn so different?

  ROBYN