Chapter TWENTY-EMMET

Saturday went much like Friday had, with two showings, a matinee and the evening one. I had to miss the afternoon since I needed to work and go over what me and the guys were doing for the rodeo the next day.

Still, I was able to work right by Jezebel’s side all night and it was awesome. She was so much fun. So pretty and fun, brilliant too.

The holiday themed movies were a hit with everyone who came to see them. I watched couples come and go and families with big ol’ grins on their faces as they splurged on decadent treats from Penelope’s bakery, butter smothered popcorn, hot cocoa, and other candies and beverages.

“You good there, Baby?” she’d asked me when I stood staring too long and I smiled and patted her on the ass when she walked by.

“Hell yeah, Angel. With you next to me, I am perfect.”

And I was. She was, too.

Jezebel was the perfect cure for what had been a pretty mundane day. Hell, make that a mundane life.

But that was just her.