Lady of the dirt track
Everyone in the room leans forward slightly, pulled into the moment.
“Ten!” Chase calls out, already standing. Sav joins in, grabbing his arm.
“Nine!” Jen laughs, getting to her feet, pulling me up with her.
“Eight!” Our voices are overlapping each other, filling the apartment.
“Seven! Six! Five!" My hand slipped around Jen’s waist.
“Four! Three! Two!” Jen’s heart is hammering against her chest, her grin wide.
“One!”
“Happy New Year!” Cheers erupt from the television, from outside, and from inside the apartment all at once. Chase pulls Sav in for a quick kiss and spin, laughing, while Jen turns into me, her arms looping around my neck.
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