All I Want for Christmas Is You
Chapter Fifteen: I See London, I See France, I See ...
Veronica steadied Justin’s ladder while he and JC put lights on the orphanage, and she looked at me. She lowered her voice to a low whisper. “When did you find out about the guys being Santa Claus this year?”
“Yesterday. I eavesdropped on Mrs. Cynthia’s and JC’s meeting and be glad I did.” She nodded.
“Although I would really like a cell phone.”
“Me too, but it would be awkward asking them for one. A cell phone is not like a pair of jeans.”
“Yeah I know.” She thought for a moment. “What about a pair of jeans?”
I laughed softly. “If you want a pair of jeans go for it. I’m not asking them for anything.”
“Hold on Justin, I think the other boxes of staples decided to stay in the car.” JC and Justin chuckled softly as JC came down his ladder and I steadied it for him. He gave his staple gun to me. “Hold this.”
I nodded and watched JC jog to Justin’s car, and I turned back to Veronica. I sighed dreamily, resting my cheek against the ladder. Veronica chuckled softly to herself and shook her head. “Amanda, you have it bad. Just ask him out.”
“I can’t. What if he turns me down?”
“JC, I found the other box of staples!” Justin called out.
“All right I’ll be right there!”
Justin glanced over his right shoulder and saw his friend on his cell. He rolled his eyes and looked down at me and Veronica. “I need one of you lovely ladies to help me for just a few minutes, or until JC gets off the phone.”
Veronica and I looked over at JC and laughed softly. I turned back to Veronica. “You go. I have a skirt on.”
“I’m holding Justin’s ladder. Besides I have heels on. You have slip-ons.” She smiled at me.
“Who wears heels to put Christmas lights on the house?”
“We went out to breakfast and we went to buy lights, and these heels look good with these jeans and this top.”
I gave Veronica a ‘you got to be kidding me’ look. “You need help.”
“Maybe so, but you’re going up the ladder. Hope you have shorts on under that skirt.”
“I don’t, so don’t look up.” Veronica laughed and I climbed up the ladder and helped Justin.
“I see London, I see France I see Amanda’s underpants.”
“Shut up, Veronica! You’re so mean to me.”
“Because you make it so easy,” she said laughing.
JC walked up. He smiled at Veronica. “What’s so funny?”
“The norm. Veronica is being mean to Amanda,” said Justin with a small laugh.
JC looked up at me and then quickly looked back down. Veronica saw this and was about to call me down when she caught JC act causal as he snuck a peek at me as he steadied my ladder. “Hey Amanda…?” he said. He smiled to himself and looked down towards the ground.
“Yeah?”
“You’re killing me down here.”
“What?” I looked down to see JC, my eyes widen. “Oh my God.” I quickly climbed down the ladder. “I’m so sorry.”
He looked at me and flashed me a sexy smile. “I’m not.” I felt my whole body blush, and he took the staple gun from me and climbed up the ladder.
I hit Veronica in the arm. “Why didn’t you tell me he was down here?”
“I wanted to see what he would do.” She laughed and I hit her hard shutting her up. “Owww.” She whined.
“Hey, no fitting ladies.” Justin said and we laughed softly. “And don’t be hitting my girl.”
“Oh shut up.” JC said.