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.This wasn’t a date, but Cole didn’t look like he’d back down so Lucy just smiled at him.“Thank you, Cole.” She scooted her chair away from the table and stood up to put on her coat.Standing, Cole slipped on a dark gray, wool jacket that accentuated his broad shoulders.They walked toward the register, and Lucy caught the yummy scent of his cologne.“I saw a few Christmas tree lots in town advertising fresh trees,” Cole said as they reached the cash register which was devoid of Harper or any other employee.“Please don’t tell me you buy your Christmas trees from a lot.”“Where else would you get them?”Lucy took a mint from a basket on the counter, and removed the wrapping.“We need to go to a Christmas tree farm and cut one down ourselves.” She popped the mint in her mouth.Cole was in the process of unwrapping a mint.He stopped and lifted a brow.“Seriously? You cut your own tree down?”“Once you experience the joy of getting a fresh tree, you won’t ever buy another tree from a lot again.”He shrugged, and popped the mint in his mouth.“My parents never took me to buy a Christmas tree, anyway.My mom hired a decorator to do all that.”She looked at him incredulously.“You’ve never decorated your own tree?”“Nope.”Harper came out of the kitchen, and hurried to the register.“Sorry, we’re short today and my boss needed some help.”“No problem.” Cole flashed that winning smile of his again, and handed over his credit card.Lucy scooted closer to him so their arms touched.Even with their coats as barriers, she still felt a jolt of awareness shoot through her.A tall guy with a gut as round as Santa himself came out of the kitchen.“How was your meal, kids?”“Fantastic,” Cole said.“I promise I’ll be back.”Lucy nodded her head.“Definitely.It was really good.”The guy beamed.“Did Harper point out you all are standing underneath the mistletoe?”“Jerry,” Harper said sharply.“Leave them alone.”Cole tipped his head back and Lucy did the same, spying the mistletoe hanging directly above them.“You don’t have to kiss,” Harper said, handing Cole his credit card back, along with a pen to sign the receipt.Cole ignored the items, his attention focused solely on Lucy.He had a teasing glint in his eyes, but there was also something else there that made Lucy’s stomach flutter.“It’s bad luck if you don’t kiss when you’re under mistletoe,” he said in a low voice.Bad luck? Lucy had never heard that before, but she wasn’t about to argue.“I try to avoid bad luck whenever possible.”Cole smiled as his gaze dropped to her lips and he leaned toward her.Lucy lifted her chin, her breath catching as she waited for their mouths to touch.A fire blazed inside her the moment his lips met hers.She returned the kiss with an intensity she’d never felt before.What she wouldn’t give to not have an audience at this time so she could further explore these incredible feelings.The kiss was brief, but so powerful it nearly stole her senses.It was difficult to form a coherent thought, let alone breathe.Cole hardly seemed affected.“Thanks for pointing that out,” he said to Jerry, making the man chortle.“I aim to please.” Jerry went back into the kitchen, still chuckling.Dazed, Lucy watched Cole sign his name, and return his credit card to his wallet.He offered Harper one last smile.“Have a good evening.”The girl’s shoulders seem to droop, but she smiled and thanked them for coming in.Cole took Lucy’s hand and led her outside.The cold air burst her warm little bubble.She pulled her hand out of Cole’s and searched inside her purse for her keys.Although she immensely enjoyed the kiss, and wanted to do it again, Lucy decided she better not kiss Cole anymore.He scrambled her brain, giving her all kinds of crazy ideas like staying in Montana might not be so bad with him around.“Thank you for dinner,” she said, heading for her car.“I’ll let you know what Pastor John says.”Unlocking her door, she opened it and slid in behind the wheel.She closed the door, knowing Cole probably wondered what was wrong with her.Just as she started the car, a knock on the driver’s side window made her jump.Cole stood there watching her, his face reflecting both a mixture of confusion and amusement.Lucy lowered the window, and he leaned down so they were eye level.“Are you running away from me?”Why did he have to be so direct?“Yes.”He grinned.“That’s the second time you’ve done this.I’m beginning to think you don’t like me.”She snorted an unladylike laugh.“Right.”“Don’t laugh.I’m getting a complex.”“If it’s any consolation, it’s me not you.”That earned her another perplexing look.“That’s a little cliché.I’m sure you can do better than that.”Yeah, she could, but she didn’t dare blurt out how much she liked kissing him, and admit that that was what scared her.Inadvertently, her gaze dropped to his mouth.She noticed the faint shadow of dark whiskers along his jaw, and she suddenly wanted to kiss him again.“Aren’t you freezing?” she asked, hoping to distract him as much as herself.“Yes.” He unexpectedly rounded the car, opened the door and took the passenger seat.“That’s better.” He held out his bare hands in front of the vent, which blew mildly warm air.The scent of his cologne permeated the air, and having him so close started a slow burn inside Lucy’s belly.Who needed heating systems with this man around?“What are you doing?”“Trying to get warm.” He looked her way, that smile back on his face.“And trying to get a straight answer out of you about why you keep running away from me.”“I don’t want to talk about it.”“Is it about that kiss we just shared?” His blue eyes twinkled.“Or about the ones in the airport?”Both.“I said I don’t want to talk about it.”“Okay.What do you want to talk about?”She laughed.“I never said I wanted to talk about anything.”Cole studied her silently, like he was really trying to figure her out.Lucy felt the intensity of his gaze, and was unable to pull her eyes away.The interior of the car seemed to shrink, and the air pulsed with an electrical energy that prickled her skin with goose flesh.As if a giant gravitational force was at work between them, she felt herself leaning toward him.Cole slanted closer until she felt his warm breath mingle with hers.She should move away, make some wisecrack…anything to stop this crazy attraction.Instead, her eyes fluttered closed as their lips connected.Slowly, he moved his mouth against hers, and like a beautifully choreographed dance, she returned the kiss.Heat infused every part of her, leaving her limbs languid.Her heart thumped wildly, and a sigh escaped as he deepened the kiss.Barley cognizant of her surroundings, Lucy was both relieved and frustrated when Cole ended the kiss and edged slightly back.“Lucy, I’m coming to pick you up tomorrow.” His voice was rough with emotion, his eyes serious.She swallowed, and knew it was pointless to argue.“Okay.”He hovered near her, and she held perfectly still.Several heartbeats passed before he finally withdrew completely and opened the door.Just before he got out he pinned her with a heated look.“I’ll come by promptly at ten.Dress warm because after we shop, you’re going to show me how to cut down the perfect Christmas tree [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.This wasn’t a date, but Cole didn’t look like he’d back down so Lucy just smiled at him.“Thank you, Cole.” She scooted her chair away from the table and stood up to put on her coat.Standing, Cole slipped on a dark gray, wool jacket that accentuated his broad shoulders.They walked toward the register, and Lucy caught the yummy scent of his cologne.“I saw a few Christmas tree lots in town advertising fresh trees,” Cole said as they reached the cash register which was devoid of Harper or any other employee.“Please don’t tell me you buy your Christmas trees from a lot.”“Where else would you get them?”Lucy took a mint from a basket on the counter, and removed the wrapping.“We need to go to a Christmas tree farm and cut one down ourselves.” She popped the mint in her mouth.Cole was in the process of unwrapping a mint.He stopped and lifted a brow.“Seriously? You cut your own tree down?”“Once you experience the joy of getting a fresh tree, you won’t ever buy another tree from a lot again.”He shrugged, and popped the mint in his mouth.“My parents never took me to buy a Christmas tree, anyway.My mom hired a decorator to do all that.”She looked at him incredulously.“You’ve never decorated your own tree?”“Nope.”Harper came out of the kitchen, and hurried to the register.“Sorry, we’re short today and my boss needed some help.”“No problem.” Cole flashed that winning smile of his again, and handed over his credit card.Lucy scooted closer to him so their arms touched.Even with their coats as barriers, she still felt a jolt of awareness shoot through her.A tall guy with a gut as round as Santa himself came out of the kitchen.“How was your meal, kids?”“Fantastic,” Cole said.“I promise I’ll be back.”Lucy nodded her head.“Definitely.It was really good.”The guy beamed.“Did Harper point out you all are standing underneath the mistletoe?”“Jerry,” Harper said sharply.“Leave them alone.”Cole tipped his head back and Lucy did the same, spying the mistletoe hanging directly above them.“You don’t have to kiss,” Harper said, handing Cole his credit card back, along with a pen to sign the receipt.Cole ignored the items, his attention focused solely on Lucy.He had a teasing glint in his eyes, but there was also something else there that made Lucy’s stomach flutter.“It’s bad luck if you don’t kiss when you’re under mistletoe,” he said in a low voice.Bad luck? Lucy had never heard that before, but she wasn’t about to argue.“I try to avoid bad luck whenever possible.”Cole smiled as his gaze dropped to her lips and he leaned toward her.Lucy lifted her chin, her breath catching as she waited for their mouths to touch.A fire blazed inside her the moment his lips met hers.She returned the kiss with an intensity she’d never felt before.What she wouldn’t give to not have an audience at this time so she could further explore these incredible feelings.The kiss was brief, but so powerful it nearly stole her senses.It was difficult to form a coherent thought, let alone breathe.Cole hardly seemed affected.“Thanks for pointing that out,” he said to Jerry, making the man chortle.“I aim to please.” Jerry went back into the kitchen, still chuckling.Dazed, Lucy watched Cole sign his name, and return his credit card to his wallet.He offered Harper one last smile.“Have a good evening.”The girl’s shoulders seem to droop, but she smiled and thanked them for coming in.Cole took Lucy’s hand and led her outside.The cold air burst her warm little bubble.She pulled her hand out of Cole’s and searched inside her purse for her keys.Although she immensely enjoyed the kiss, and wanted to do it again, Lucy decided she better not kiss Cole anymore.He scrambled her brain, giving her all kinds of crazy ideas like staying in Montana might not be so bad with him around.“Thank you for dinner,” she said, heading for her car.“I’ll let you know what Pastor John says.”Unlocking her door, she opened it and slid in behind the wheel.She closed the door, knowing Cole probably wondered what was wrong with her.Just as she started the car, a knock on the driver’s side window made her jump.Cole stood there watching her, his face reflecting both a mixture of confusion and amusement.Lucy lowered the window, and he leaned down so they were eye level.“Are you running away from me?”Why did he have to be so direct?“Yes.”He grinned.“That’s the second time you’ve done this.I’m beginning to think you don’t like me.”She snorted an unladylike laugh.“Right.”“Don’t laugh.I’m getting a complex.”“If it’s any consolation, it’s me not you.”That earned her another perplexing look.“That’s a little cliché.I’m sure you can do better than that.”Yeah, she could, but she didn’t dare blurt out how much she liked kissing him, and admit that that was what scared her.Inadvertently, her gaze dropped to his mouth.She noticed the faint shadow of dark whiskers along his jaw, and she suddenly wanted to kiss him again.“Aren’t you freezing?” she asked, hoping to distract him as much as herself.“Yes.” He unexpectedly rounded the car, opened the door and took the passenger seat.“That’s better.” He held out his bare hands in front of the vent, which blew mildly warm air.The scent of his cologne permeated the air, and having him so close started a slow burn inside Lucy’s belly.Who needed heating systems with this man around?“What are you doing?”“Trying to get warm.” He looked her way, that smile back on his face.“And trying to get a straight answer out of you about why you keep running away from me.”“I don’t want to talk about it.”“Is it about that kiss we just shared?” His blue eyes twinkled.“Or about the ones in the airport?”Both.“I said I don’t want to talk about it.”“Okay.What do you want to talk about?”She laughed.“I never said I wanted to talk about anything.”Cole studied her silently, like he was really trying to figure her out.Lucy felt the intensity of his gaze, and was unable to pull her eyes away.The interior of the car seemed to shrink, and the air pulsed with an electrical energy that prickled her skin with goose flesh.As if a giant gravitational force was at work between them, she felt herself leaning toward him.Cole slanted closer until she felt his warm breath mingle with hers.She should move away, make some wisecrack…anything to stop this crazy attraction.Instead, her eyes fluttered closed as their lips connected.Slowly, he moved his mouth against hers, and like a beautifully choreographed dance, she returned the kiss.Heat infused every part of her, leaving her limbs languid.Her heart thumped wildly, and a sigh escaped as he deepened the kiss.Barley cognizant of her surroundings, Lucy was both relieved and frustrated when Cole ended the kiss and edged slightly back.“Lucy, I’m coming to pick you up tomorrow.” His voice was rough with emotion, his eyes serious.She swallowed, and knew it was pointless to argue.“Okay.”He hovered near her, and she held perfectly still.Several heartbeats passed before he finally withdrew completely and opened the door.Just before he got out he pinned her with a heated look.“I’ll come by promptly at ten.Dress warm because after we shop, you’re going to show me how to cut down the perfect Christmas tree [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]