Hope couldnât stop the small smile that formed at Josieâs teasing grin as she flipped the sign to show the restaurant was closed. If anyone else had walked through the door, she probably would have been cursing whatever careless hostess had forgotten to flip the sign. Of course then Josie had to call her adorable and a grinchy scowl crossed her face. âI am not adorable,â she argued, but there was no bite behind her words. It was hard to even pretend to be angry at Josie Saltzman and her damn Christmas cheer. (Though Hope thought guiltily for a moment of the unused paints still sitting in a giftbag that Josie had given her the previous week.) âYou know Iâm basically a human Krampus about Christmas.â She rolled her eyes, remembering attempts in high school by some of her cheerier classmates to get her into the Christmas spirit. The jolly guy in red just didnât do it for her. She was more prone to believe in a monster that ate bad children than some magic guy climbing down chimneys and delivering presents to the good little boys and girls. Holiday magic lost its charm when it was just a reminder of how much sheâd already lost.
She searched Josieâs eyes for disappointment, but she couldnât decipher the emotions she found there. She couldnât decipher what had brought Josie here. Here, standing at the door of her work on Christmas Eve of all days, when she had a family she could be spending time with before she left town again. Josie asked to talk and suddenly Hope could sense the buzz of nervousness behind the other girlâs words. Hope glanced over her shoulder and shrugged. The guys in the kitchen were laughing over something and blasting screamo Christmas music (because that was a thing she didnât need to know existed) and she knew theyâd hardly realize she was gone.
With a shrug, she leaned the mop against the nearest table and grabbed Josieâs hand with a mischievous grin. âFuck it. Itâs almost Christmas, right?â Hope dared to let a small laugh escape as she pulled the tall brunette out into the cold and locked the door behind them, taking them a block away before dropping the other girlâs warm hand and crossing her arms, taking the moment to seriously study Josieâs face. âWhatâs going on?â she asked, the spark from before fading as a seriousness entered her tone and she slowed her pace. âIs everything okay, Jo?â Hope wasnât good at this â emotional support, listening, giving advice â but Josie deserved for someone to try.
âCute, adorable, both workâ Josie replied with a grin. Teasing Hope was always fun and even if itâd been a while they seemed to easily fall into back habits which Josie was glad for. She really had missed hanging out with Hope and had worried a little that seeing her again would be more awkward. Luckily it hadnât been too awkward. âAt least youâre not the Grinch and stealing other peopleâs Christmasâ she joked with a slight smile.
âAre you sure you wonât get in trouble?â She asked as Hope pulled her out of the restaurant. She wanted to talk to Hope but it wasnât too urgent and she didnât want Hope to get in trouble at work because of her. Though they were already a block away now and she didnât think Hope would want to go back. Hope dropped Josieâs hand and she couldnât deny she was a little disappointed, missing the warmth of the others hand in hers, she didnât show it though.
âYeah, yeahâ she nodded as she placed her hands in her pockets to ward against the cold. âEverythingâs fine, I just-â she paused for a moment. âI got a job offer.â