Blue Christmas by Lucy McConnell

Author:Lucy McConnell [McConnell, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian Fiction, Romance, romance series
Goodreads: 23444926
Publisher: Pepin Publishing
Published: 2014-10-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

THE WINTER CARNIVAL WAS AN anomaly in the world of carnivals. Where most cities and towns had their carnival in the summer when the only snow to be found was in a watermelon snow cone, Snow Valley’s was in the middle of December. Sure, hot chocolate could turn into an ice cube at the top of the Ferris Wheel and ski goggles were often required to get on the rides. Once word got out about their unconventional tradition, tourists thronged Snow Valley for the opportunity to ride a merry-go-round in a snowstorm.

This year was no exception, except for the snowstorm part, and Paisley kept a tight hold to Peake’s mitten as Clay bought tickets. He offered and since she was saying yes, she let him, even though the gesture made their outing too much like a date.

He came back with two fists full of red and green tickets, his eyes alight. “I want to do everything.”

Paisley laughed. “Well, I think you bought enough tickets to do it all – and then some.”

“Will you help me get these in here?” he asked as he tried to wrangle one set of tickets into his coat pocket. With his gloves, the task was almost impossible. Paisley stepped close, trying not to notice the way her heart beat faster when Clay was around.

Paisley used her teeth to pull off her right glove and stuffed tickets into Clay’s side pocket. He winked at her and she caught herself ducking her head. Dang. This was one of those times she focused on a task, so she could ignore her feelings. Not today. Today she had to open up and allow herself to experience life, even the way Clay made breathing difficult with just a look.

She forced herself to catch Clay’s eye. He seemed surprised at first, and then a lazy smile spread across his cheeks and Paisley decided one night flirting with Clay could be thoroughly enjoyable. She slipped her glove back on.

“I think I got it,” she said, zipping up his pocket.

“You sure do,” he said and Paisley forgot it was cold outside.

“I want tickets, too.” Peake jumped up and down.

Clay accordion folded a line of tickets and then held them up for Peake to see. “These are the ones for your ride. We’re gonna zip them in your pocket, so they don’t get lost, okay?”

“Okay.” Peake held freeze-tag still, so Clay could get the pocket zipped up.

Paisley got a kick out of watching them together.

As they walked through the entrance gates, the smell of roasted almonds filled the air. Paisley took a deep breath.

“I think Aunt Paswey wants a snack.” Clay steered them toward the food vendors.

“I’m goo-” Paisley stopped her knee-jerk reaction to put off her impulse. Instead, she swung Peake’s arm and said, “Sounds great.”

Clay ordered two bags and handed over the required tickets. Laughing as they tried to grab the nuts with their huge gloves, they ended up tipping the cones back like cups.

“Can we play?” asked Peake as he pointed at the game booths.

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