Category: Shannon Dermott

Shannon Dermott

I couldn’t believe his arrogance. I turned away hoping to ignore him enough so he’d just leave.”Just give me five minutes,” came Flynn’s muffled voice through the closed window.I ignored him. He’d caused me way too much trouble.”Mercy, just crack the window so we can talk.”I did and immediately said, “You are a solipsistic obdurate asshole.” Then I rolled the window back up to continue to ignore him.”What the hell? You and these words,” he muttered loud enough they came clearly through the closed window.

Shannon Dermott

Do you need help with anything?” he asked with a wicked arched brow. “Maybe with cookies for Santa.”Scowling because no one was here but us, I said, “You’re a bit late for that. Santa already came.”He hadn’t moved, but I knew better than to think he would. Flynn was a pro at filling the bubble air space that was meant to be private and personal. “And were you a good girl?” he asked.Awkwardly folding my arms over my chest, I said, “Not sure, I haven’t checked. But you needn’t look. We all know you are all bad.”Laughing, he said, “Yeah, well, there are other things worth unwrapping.”Grinding my teeth, I asked, “What, you didn’t get your Ho, Ho, Ho, last night?”Tossing back another full belly laugh, he said, “You know you’re kind of funny when you want to be.