All I Need for Christmas by Leah Braemel

Author:Leah Braemel
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780995942998
Publisher: Somerlane Publishing

The melting ice from the eaves created a steady drip-drip as Megan stepped out onto the balcony the next morning. The pines at the far end of the pond that had been bowed over under the weight of the snow when she’d arrived now stood straight, sparkling in the morning sun. One large drop found its way between the collar of her coat and her skin, the icy liquid sliding down her spine.

Behind her, the patio door opened and the soft leather of Ryan’s gloves covered her eyes.

“Describe the kid in the store the other night, the one who was pressing the button to make the train whistle.”

It was an exercise they’d developed back in college to help test her recall powers, knowing it could make a difference to her entrance exams. They’d turned it into a game, the winner getting to name what the loser must forfeit. With Ryan, it usually meant some interesting sexual demand. Even though he’d completely sated her the night before, her body hummed with arousal. “Our usual rules?”

“Of course.”

Game on. She didn’t even have to think about it—he’d made it too easy. “You mean Kevin Patrick Jennings?”

“I didn’t ask his name. I asked for you to describe him.”

“When putting out an alert for a missing child, it helps to have their name,” she said wryly. “He was about four or five years old. Probably five.

“Four and a half,” Ryan agreed. “Keep going.”

“Three and a half feet tall but that’s just a guesstimate. Blond hair. I don’t know how long it is though because he was wearing a hand-knitted tri-colored toque. Yellow at the top, orange in the middle, red ear flaps. It had a pompom with the same colors. Blue ski jacket. No brand name on it. His mitts were black.”

“Ha, he wasn’t wearing mitts!”

“No, but they were sticking out of his pocket. His snow pants were black too. So were his boots.”

He blew out a breath and dropped his hands to her shoulders. “I don’t know how you remember all that detail. I mean, I know him, and all I remember about what he was wearing was that Jayne hat.”

“You know I’m right.” Though she had no idea to what a Jayne hat was.

“Yeah, you’re right.” He dipped his head down and captured her mouth for a quick kiss before his lips quirked up in a grin. “You win.”

“Was there any doubt?” She looped her hands around his neck before he could straighten. “Now about my prize…”

“Before you make your demand, let me show you something I bought during my last trip to New York.”

“Oh?”

“You’ll understand when you see it.” A car door slammed in the parking lot, and an ear-splitting whistle rang out.

“Hey, Mr. Porter.” The whistler, a teenaged kid juggling a large cardboard box with a plastic grocery bag, trudged to the bottom of the steps. “You’re still going to help me with my welding, right?”

“Yeah, be right there, Don.” Ryan sighed. “He’s one of my students. I let them use my workshop to do their assignments instead of making them drive all the way into Haliburton.

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