Brothers Brian and Joe Hackett attempt to run an airline on the New England island of Nantucket while surrounded by their various wacky friends and employees.
I’m not surprised when I walk up to my apartment and see a small package sitting on my doorstep.
These three lifelong friends were the "three musketeers".
The other regulars included, Faye, Sandpipers rather flighty but always perky, sixtyish ex-stewardess who ran the ticket counter; Lowell Mather, the eccentric airport mechanic and Roy, the loud mouth blow hard who ran rival airline Aeromass.
I check the peephole and smile when I see it’s my downstairs neighbor, Eric. I haven’t seen him at all this week and we usually go for an evening jog together at least three times a week. “Come in.” I take a step back to allow him entrance. I’m actually surprised when I hear a knock at the back door. With a deep breath I walk out of my apartment, locking the door behind me. I reach the door to the roof, resting my hand on the knob for a good thirty seconds before I finally open the door. “I have a list of ex-girlfriends who will gladly tell you what a jackass I am,” he says modestly. Or maybe the right girl came along.” “This feels like one of those cheesy Hallmark Christmas movies,” I chuckle.
He’s a tall, tall man with piercing blue eyes, blonde hair that matches my own, and one of those Colgate smiles. I look around and it’s obvious Hadley doesn’t hear it so I grab a towel to wipe my hands as I walk to the door. The first thing I notice are the twinkle lights strung around some of the poles. “It feels right, though.” As crazy as I think he is for liking me, it does feel like this is exactly where I’m supposed to be.
All of the gifts I’ve received have had gorgeous wrapping, this one is no exception. Before I pull the lid off I pluck the little note off the top to read it. I’m attracted to good personalities.” “Then I’m definitely not your type.” “Are you kidding me? “You’re funny too.” His sense of humor can be a little dry, but it’s still good. I don’t think Eric notices me watching him stare at my ass. I place the pizza on the counter to cool while I stretch up to grab a plate from the cabinet. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is gift number six from my secret Santa. Merry Christmas from your secret Santa,” he says, confirming my suspicions. “Danielle, take a break,” I call over my shoulder as I lay the food out on the counter. This is day six that I’ve gotten a super-secret squirrel present from some unknown person. He’s a nice guy, but about thirty years older than me and I don’t like him that way. They’re the kind of gifts you get from someone that really cares and pays attention to what you say or how you’re feeling. “I’m surprised the shitty handwriting didn’t give it away, but yeah,” he answers. Eric and I aren’t besties but he knows what I need and what I complain about. I can’t decide if the note is creepy or sweet, but I know Eric. I tuck the note into my hoodie pocket and lift the lid. It’s a gorgeous star pendant on a thin silver chain. This is the sweetest, coolest gift anyone has ever gotten me. I just want you to know that I think you’re amazing and I would be lucky to have you.” “Are you asking me out, Eric? If he’s asking me out I don’t even have to think about the answer. He’s not too rough or demanding, but he’s not shy about it either.
The handwriting isn’t neat, as a matter of fact it’s quite messy and I usually have time deciphering some of the words, but I still try. what kind of calorie burning are you talking about? I chalk it up to him working so damn much and dealing with sick children. ” “Sure.” I take a drink of my beer and hop up on the counter. If Eric wasn’t here I’d be eating the whole pizza without slicing it. I watch Eric walk out, closing the door behind him. I make him stay where he is and run to the office to get cash for a tip for the kid. “It’s lunch time.” “Holy shit, where’d all this come from? Yesterday there was a gift card for a pedicure on my doorstep. I don’t think it’s either of the guys Danielle mentioned but I can’t think of anyone else that would care this much. The gifts continue to come, each more thoughtful than the last. “Just coming right out and telling you that you’re awesome and I would be crazy not to have feelings for you was too easy.” I’m stunned. “If I wasn’t so tired I couldn’t put two thoughts together I would have figured it out,” I chuckle as I move closer to him. I notice there’s another little folded piece of paper stuck to the bottom of the box so I pull that off to find out what it is. I’m attracted to him, especially to his personality. I wrap my arms around his neck as the kiss goes from sweet to exploratory. “Were you talking about you when you said you knew someone to help me work off the calories?
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