Bewitch You a Merry Christmas: A Brimstone Bay Mystery (Brimstone Bay Mysteries Book 3) by N.M. Howell

Author:N.M. Howell [Howell, N.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dungeon Media Corp.
Published: 2016-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

10

Mrs. Brody allowed Jordan and I to sleep up in my room, given that there really wasn’t much room on the floor in her place. I supposed having an ex-cop as a boyfriend had its advantages.

Well, apart from the whole ex-cop missing person thing.

We were woken up not long after falling asleep, it seemed, by banging noises coming up from below the floor, and I could faintly hear Bailey’s voice coming through the floorboards shouting that breakfast was ready.

I yawned and stretched and reluctantly rolled out of bed and put a new pair of slippers on. My favorite ones I wore last night got pretty filthy wearing then out of the house like I did. Idiot.

I smiled down at Jordan who could barely open his eyes. This was the first time that he had spent the night.

Not that anything had happened, mind you. But it was nice seeing how comfortable he was staying over. It made my worrying about him wanting to break up with me and go to the gala without me seem like such a stupid thing.

“Come on,” I said as I reached for his hand. “Breakfast is ready, and we don’t want to keep the girls waiting.”

I tried to pull his arm, but he was stronger, and he managed to pull me back into bed. He kissed me and then playfully pushed me off the bed.

“Yeah, yeah,” he said. “Can I shower first?”

I shrugged. “If you must. I’ll be downstairs. There’s a coffee with my name on it, and I don’t want to keep it waiting.”

I rummaged through my closet and found a spare towel and threw it on him as I left the room. “Don’t take too long,” I called back to him.

“I won’t,” he laughed.

I paused and turned at the door. “And don’t sneak away for any galas or anything, okay?”

He winked at me, and I grinned. “Go get your coffee. I’ll be down in a few minutes.”

I left him to his privacy and went down to join the girls downstairs. Mrs. Brody was furiously working away in the kitchen, flipping pancakes and poking at the sausages on the stove.

I immediately walked up to the counter and poured myself a large mug of hot coffee before joining the girls at the kitchen table.

“Merry Christmas,” Rory beamed.

“Merry Christmas,” I replied.

Everyone else in the room repeated the words as well.

I glanced around. “Where’d Mrs. Pots go?”

Mrs. Brody spoke without even taking a moment's pause from her work. “She left an hour ago. Going to her sister’s for Christmas day to spend time with her nephew.”

“Mrs. Brody let her leave, given the fact that we know she’s not in any danger,” Bailey smirked.

“You, on the other hand,” Jane said, “aren’t leaving our sight.”

I sipped my coffee and smiled. “I’ve got nowhere to go just yet, so I’m all yours.”

I looked around the room and noticed even more decorations has been strung up. “When the heck did you find the time to do this?”

Bailey laughed. “There are twenty-four usable hours in every day!”

I rolled my eyes.

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