Still, the last thing she wanted was to go into a mall all decked out with Christmas decorations and sales. Maybe she really was a Scrooge.
“I don’t like shopping.” Had she sounded petulant? It hadn’t been her intent, but she felt like digging her heels in and refusing to budge. Seriously, the man did not have to have his way on everything.
“Every woman likes to shop.”
She snorted. How stereotypically male!
“Shows how much you know about women,” she countered, chin high at his arrogant comment.
He stopped walking and gawked at her. “How can you not like shopping? Especially at this time of year? Every store is a smorgasbord of treats just waiting to make someone happy.”
Her stomach roiled. “It’s especially at this time of year I don’t like shopping and my guess is that that smorgasbord of treats causes more problems than happiness. Someone has to pay for all that stuff bought that no one really needed to begin with.”
Wow. She sounded a lot like her mother.
Which she really didn’t want because, God rest her soul, Trinity didn’t want any similarity between herself and the woman who’d given birth to her. Still, facts were facts. People went crazy at Christmas.
“Bah, humbug.”
“Make fun of me all you like, but I prefer if we eat and then you take me home before you do your shopping.” If his lower lip stuck out any further she’d swear he was pouting. “Or you can just take me home now and you can come back and do your shopping. We can do dinner some other time.”
“We’re not doing my shopping and no way am I taking you home without feeding you first.”
This time she was the one who stopped walking. She stared at him as if he was making no sense. Actually, he wasn’t making any sense.
“Whose shopping are we doing?”
“Yours.”
Her face squished and her nose curled in disgust. “Mine?”
He nodded, tweaking her nose to unfurrow the wrinkles.
“I don’t need to do any shopping.” Her needs were simple and she wasn’t running low on anything. Who would she buy something for? She barely knew anyone in Pensacola and as much as she liked Karen, she wasn’t sure they were at a buy-each-other-Christmas-gifts point in their friendship. Although she did like the woman and Karen had seemed happy for her regarding Riley’s interest, so maybe…Trinity usually just ordered a few gift cards online to have on hand in case she needed a quick gift. Last year she’d used most of them herself come January because she just hadn’t had anyone to give them to.
“Sure you do,” Riley countered with so much confidence that her insides heated a little.
She blew out a frustrated sigh. “Riley, I don’t like it when you assume things about me.”
A serious expression slid over his face. “Noted. I don’t mean to railroad you into doing something you don’t want to do, princess. But I also feel it my personal responsibility to get you into the Christmas spirit.”
His personal responsibility? Poor guy. He had no clue what he was in for.
“Good luck with that.”
“Thanks.”
She shook her head, not surprised her sarcasm had fallen short. Riley only seemed to see the positive, regardless of what she did or said.
Still, Christmas was pushing it. Why couldn’t they have met at a Halloween party? Or, better yet, a New Year party? Anything but Christmas because taking away the fact that he was a gorgeous doctor and she was just her, the fact they’d met at a Christmas party spelled doom from the start.
So far as she was concerned, nothing good had ever come out of Christmas.
But the sooner they got this shopping ordeal over with the sooner they could eat and the sooner she could go home and over-analyze the past few days yet again. “What am I shopping for?”
“It’s less than two weeks until Christmas Day and you don’t have a single decoration up or a single wrapped present in your apartment.”
That was a problem why? Her apartment was the one place she could escape from all the holiday craziness.