A Single Kiss by Grace Burrowes

Author:Grace Burrowes [Burrowes, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Adult
ISBN: 9781402278907
Amazon: B00MX629AI
Barnesnoble: B00MX629AI
Goodreads: 21527264
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Published: 2015-01-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Mom has been sick,” Grace informed her bear, though he was a stuffed bear, so he wouldn’t ever answer. “Even if she’s willing to go outside, I can’t let her catch cold. We might have time to make a snow bear.”

A snow unicorn would be really cool, though it might take all afternoon so that would have to wait until Mom felt better.

“Hi, Grace!”

“Merle! What are you doing here?” First snow, then pancakes, and now Merle? A magic day, surely. The day Grace had started riding lessons had been magic too.

“We’re going tobogganing up at the fire tower. I begged Dad to bring you with us.”

Grace flipped the covers back, and Merle toed off her boots and climbed on the bed. “That’s an old bear. Bet you’ve always had him.”

“As long as I can remember, though his fur isn’t loved off yet. Did your dad say yes?”

Merle’s gloves and scarf came off next, a matched set decorated with white horses. “He’s talking to your mom. She’s pretty. He’ll get her to say yes. Is this your bed?”

“Nope. C’mon. I’ll show you my bedroom. Is your dad nice?”

Grace hopped out of bed and headed for the door as Merle gathered up her winter stuff and scrambled after her.

“Dad’s nice, but he gets cranky sometimes when he has a big trial. I make him take me for ice cream then. You forgot your bear.”

Grace pulled the covers up over Wishes and left him propped against Mom’s pillow.

“Mom’s been sick. She can use a bear for a while. She’s nice too. I think she can use a grown-up to visit with.”

Merle tucked the blanket right up to Wishes’s chin. “Grown-ups get lonely, and they don’t have recess or lunch to play with friends. I’m not sure I want to be a grown-up, if all we do is work and do chores.”

“Me either, but, Merle, can I ask you a question?” Merle opened the door, and the scent and heat of the woodstove came wafting into Mom’s room.

“Ask me anything. I have questions for you too.”

“I’ve never been tobogganing. What’s it like?”

“C’mon,” Merle said, whirling down the hallway, “I’ll draw you a picture! Tobogganing with Dad is the best fun ever!”

* * *

Hannah was in her jeans and favorite sweater, teeth brushed and face washed, when somebody rapped on the door.

“You decent?”

“I am.” She’d yet to subdue her hair, though. Decent and presentable were two different things.

“Here.” Trent opened the door and held her mug out to her. “I zapped it in the microwave.”

“Thanks.” Hannah took the hot tea, but she had to open the door to do it.

“I could do that for you, you know.” He filled up the doorway with good-looking guy who did great things for his jeans.

“Drink my tea?”

“Brush your hair. I’m the dad to a seven-year-old girl. I won the intergalactic fast-braiding division at the last Dad Games.” Trent plucked the brush from Hannah’s hand and took her by the wrist. “You sit and sip your tea. Prepare to be impressed.

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