Booked for Christmas by Lily Menon

Author:Lily Menon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

10

Wolfe didn’t come back until close to dinnertime that night.

At noon, she got a text from him saying he’d gotten to WAMA safely. At one, he said he was staying to help Gina and the other volunteers load boxes into the van. The snowplow had been through their area, and the volunteers were ready to drive the presents to residents. And at three thirty, he said Gina was insisting on feeding him, so he’d be a little while longer getting back.

Sophie had also gotten a concurrent text from Gina saying, I LOVE HIM!!!! WHERE DID YOU FIND HIM??? To which Sophie had replied, He sort of found me, actually??

The back door of the cabin opened, bringing with it a gust of frosty winter air. Wolfe followed, red-cheeked, tousle-haired, and shiny-eyed. The sky outside was pitch black, with not even a moon to mar the blackness. In the dim glow of the light inside the cabin, he looked like a healthy lumberjack, come home from a long day of hard labor.

He took in the elaborate spread Sophie had laid out on the kitchen table ten minutes ago, when he’d texted her that he was on his way. “I—Oh, wow. What’s this?”

Sophie hobbled from the kitchen to the table, her cheeks suddenly hot. The special-occasion hand-painted plates were definitely overkill. And the little sprig of pine she’d put into a bud vase in the center of the table to freshen things up. Oh, and the pretty jewel-toned placemats she thought would pull everything together.

This had all seemed like a good idea when he wasn’t here, but now … now she felt a little stupid. Like she was trying to play the part of a diligent housewife or something. Which she was not.

“Just some, um, hot cocoa and cookies.” She tucked a lock of dark hair behind her ear. Wolfe continued to alternate staring at the table and at her, his hazel eyes wide. “I bought way too many for the party,” Sophie hurried on, when she couldn’t take the silence any longer. “And I figured they’d just go bad in the cupboard eventually. Also, snowshoeing burns a lot of calories, and loading all those heavy boxes in the van … I mean, if you don’t like hot cocoa or coo—”

“Sophie.”

She stopped talking and looked at him.

A gentle smile touched the corners of his mouth. “This is really nice. Thank you.”

He shut the door and unbuttoned his coat, draping it over the back of a chair before plopping down with a great big sigh. Melting snow dusted his dark hair, sparkling like diamonds.

“Oh.” Sophie sat too, perched at the edge of her chair, still feeling a little unsure. Was Wolfe actually being un-sarcastic and nice again? “Sure.”

He chewed a thumbprint cookie and swallowed it, then took a huge sip of hot cocoa before saying, “But you shouldn’t have done all this. I can’t imagine your ankle’s too happy with you right now.”

Sophie had changed out of her snow pants into more comfortable sweatpants

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