I Almost Made Love in an Elevator
When the holidays come a-knocking get extra frisky.
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“All I want for Christmaaaaaaaaaaaaas is youuuuuuuuuuu!” I belt out Mariah Carey’s Christmas anthem in front of the bathroom mirror. Fire engine red lipstick on point, thanks to the makers of Wet & Wild, I blow a kiss at my reflection.
“Ok, Candi.” I begin my pep talk. “Get out there and sing this song like you’re the Dominican Mariah. You got this!”
I step out of Tortilla Restaurant’s bathroom and scan the room to find Robert, the host of tonight’s holiday party. My eyes stop at the bar. “There you are!” I say to myself. I smooth out my red velvet Mrs. Claus outfit, a requirement to get the singing gig, and confidently strut toward him. He looks over his shoulder and waves me over. I wave back, smile wide, and suddenly, feel myself wobble. Robert’s eyes widen as I slip on a lemon wedge and land on my back.
“Are you okay?” A man in a black suit and bow tie rushes to my side and lifts me off the floor while still holding a serving tray of hors d'oeuvres.
I shake my head and peer into his large, baby-blue eyes. “You’re my hero,” I gush.
What happens next? Candi gets messy. How? Read the rest to find out! And don’t forget to subscribe and share!