She just looked at him in anticipation, just waiting for his answer. Her big brown eyes shining softly, begging him. A big smile plaster along her lips..
“Fine,” he said, rolling his eyes again. “I am so going to regret this.”
I don’t want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don’t care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree…
He sighed. It was over, thank God. And he’d barely made it; he was so out of tune, his face was red by the end of the song. “Happy?”
