All Chapters of DIRTY CHRISTMAS AT MY BEST FRIEND'S PLACE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Eva—The sky outside my window looked wide and pale with the December sun already beginning to hide behind the sleepy clouds. I traced the glass slowly with my fingers as Mateo, Chloe's driver, drove the car past trees already frosted by the early winter. We were only a few miles from the Callahans’ estate, and I still couldn’t decide whether I was making a good decision or not.Chloe had insisted, more like demanded that I come stay with her for Christmas. I hadn’t fought it much, though I did protest a bit because the truth was, I needed to leave my house. I needed to breathe somewhere else. At least where the air smelled fresh.My heart was still freshly bruised from everything that happened with—well, with him. My ex. The boyfriend who decided he was done with me via a voice note, showing no remorse at all and certainly not prepared to give explanations.Chloe knew I’d be too stubborn to admit I was breaking, so she sent their driver and told me to pack. And now here I was with a

Eva.The bathroom was covered in floating soap bubbles. Hmmm, I must admit that it's been a while since I had a water fight. It felt really good as it kept my mind on the present. Well, we were done bathing and the giggling sounds had subsided. We wore our pyjamas and the room looked even more pink.Chloe had switched on this small lamp by her dresser that threw everything in a warm rose color and now we were both lying on our stomachs across her bed, feet in the air, like we were fourteen again."Okay but wait," Chloe said, pressing her face into her pillow before lifting it again. "He actually said that to you in front of the whole class?""In front of everybody," I said. "He goes, ‘Miss Eva, perhaps if you spent less time looking pretty and more time studying, you'd have a future.”Chloe's mouth fell open. "Oh, he did not.""He did.""That's— that's actually harassment.""That's what I said!"“But, don't you think he has the hots for you?”“Don't you trust me? Of course, I know.”Ch

Eva's Pov. My smile vanished immediately I turned. He was young — maybe mid-twenties, already loose with whatever he'd been drinking, leaning in a little closer than the space required. He was reeking of alcohol. "Not yet," I said, and turned back.He shifted nearer. "You should. The water's nice. Don't you like hot guys?"Hot guy? How's that even possible. I'm literally on the verge of closing my nose and even running out of here before I throw up. What does he feel like? Merlin? Most handsome? Okay, the guy is handsome. I would have considered him on a good day but today? "I'm good here." I managed to say while gritting my teeth. "Come on." His hand landed on my knee.I looked at it. Then at him. "Don't," I said, closing my eyes as I shaked my head slowly. "Relax—""I said don't." I moved to stand and his hand closed around my wrist. Hard."Hey—" I pulled back. He didn't let go. "Let go of me—""You're fine—""Let go—!" My voice came out sharp and too loud over the music and I d

Dominic Callahan's Pov. "Damn it."I pulled out of Lydia fast, my heart slamming. Eva! That was Eva at the door.I stood there for a second just breathing. All I could say was f*uck. If only she hadn't turned me on few minutes ago. If only she hadn't stirred the suppressed urge to bend her over and have her moan my name not yell at some useless drunk guy. "Dominic?" Lydia turned, pulling her wrap half-heartedly around herself, eyes moving over me slowly. “"What's wrong?""Nothing.""You look like you've seen a ghost.""I said nothing, Lydia."She watched me for a moment then reached for my chin with her finger. "Was someone at the door?""No."She didn't look convinced. Her eyes went to the door. "Was someone there? Was it Chloe?”"No.""Dominic—""I said no, Lydia." My voice came out very loud and she flinched. She pouted, that particular pout she used when she wanted something and wasn't getting it. "You always do this. You just….you switch off and leave me here.”"Come back to be

Eva’s Pov"Eva." I felt soft hands shoving my arm yet I pulled the blanket tighter."Eva.""Mm.""Eva, wake up.""Five more..." My voice came out thick and far away. The bed was warm and heavy and outside something about the light felt different. Softer. Whiter. Like the whole world had been muffled overnight."Eva!"Chloe yanked the blanket clean off me."Chloe!" I grabbed for it but she was already holding it above her head, hair everywhere, eyes too bright for someone who drank what she drank last night."Good morning!" she announced like it was an achievement."You're the worst person I know.""You love me." She dropped the blanket back and fell onto the bed beside me. "My head is pounding by the way.""Good.""That's mean." She said slowly, making a baby face. "You deserve it."She groaned and pressed her face into her pillow. I lay there staring at the ceiling. Outside the window everything looked still and white and quiet. I could feel it without even looking properly. Snow. He