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Sweet dinner.

Hey, stranger.

Hey!

How have you been?

All right.

I met your girl, you know.

You did?

Isn't she stunning?

My mom certainly likes her.

Well, that's huge, because your mom doesn't like anybody.

What do you think, though?

Does it really matter?

Yeah, Jane. I want you to like who I'm with. She's fine.

Okay? She's fine.

You've never liked anyone I've dated.

You've never liked anyone that I've dated.

Well, yeah. I mean, especially this Damon guy. I mean, who is he?

I didn't even know you were seeing anyone.

If you weren't so busy with stunning Scarlett, you would have noticed.

Who is he?

My boyfriend.

How long have you guys been together?

A few months.

And you're just going to bring him home to Mom and Dad.

Yeah, well, you know, what can I say? We fell hard and fast.

Where'd you meet him?

At a party.

You know, he came from all the way across the room to tell me that I was

most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, ever.

He sounds like a tool.

Hey, princess baby girl. Hi.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yes.

Okay, stop.

Okay.

Did he seem a little jealous to you? I feel like he seemed really jealous.

I don't know. I'm not good with feelings.

Okay, yeah, he was definitely jealous.

After that make -out session with Damon, Aaron kept his distance.

In fact, everyone kind of did.

I'd gone through the trouble of flying home, paying for a male escort, and I

barely got to sell my story to anyone.

My stepdad had a ton of work on his plate, so he basically locked himself in

bedroom.

And Lucas, who was always moody as hell, never even left his room once to say

hello to me or meet Damon.

But obviously, it was Aaron whose company I longed for the most.

I didn't know what he was doing, but if it was with Scarlett, I didn't want to

think about it.

All I knew was that I only had until Christmas Day to convince him that we

belonged together, and time was about to run out.

Oh, I'm a horrible person.

Merry Christmas.

Oh yeah, Merry Christmas.

So what did you do?

It's kind of more of a question of, uh, who did I do?

Okay, so who did you do?

Your hooker? Oh, my God. Damon?

I didn't even have to pay.

So what happened?

Okay, because you know I love you so much, I'm trying to destroy Scarlett's

life.

So, last night, I was downstairs looking for that engagement ring that he

supposedly bought her.

When I see Damon rummaging through the Christmas presents like a fucking five

-year -old.

I don't think there's anything under there for you. Sorry. Doesn't mean I'm

allowed to snoop.

Find anything good?

Where did you find that?

Scarlet stocking.

I've been looking everywhere for that. Give it to me. It's not yours.

It's not yours either.

Although it could be.

What do you mean?

Remember what we said about keeping that pretty little mouth of yours shut?

Yeah. Right. So keep it shut.

Take the ring.

Get the fuck out of here. Take it to a pawn shop. Go make some money. I don't

give a shit.

It's some sort of joke, right? Look, I'm assuming your name isn't really Damon.

No.

Right. So if you just up and left with the ring, we would really have no way of

finding you, would we?

True. But that'd be a pretty shitty thing to do to someone, especially on

Christmas.

You're a hooker, right?

Companion. And the same thing.

So, what if we fuck and you take the ring as a tip and get

the fuck out of here?

Thank you.

Amen.

That doesn't just choose me.

Oh my god.

Fuck, baby, you got me so fucking wet already.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me

when I feel so fucking good.

Oh my God, that's it, grab my hips, pull me into you.

Look. Oh my God.

Baby.

Baby.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, baby.

You're listening to me like that.

Fuck me.

Oh, my God, baby.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Don't stop.

Oh, baby, I'm -

Your date.

You fucked the guy that I paid to be my date.

And did he really run off with a ring?

I called him an Uber like ten minutes ago.

Look, Aaron is not going to confront his feelings for you with your fake

boyfriend hanging around.

I know, but Aunt Jessa, I... I know love when I see it, and your stepbrother

loves you.

So get your butt downstairs and do something about it.

And call me when you're done.

You're not coming?

I don't know.

It's Christmas morning.

I'm going to go to Aunt Tessa's and get drunk.

Holiday tradition.

Holiday tradition.

Okay. Love you, Aunt Tessa.

I love you, too.