Christmas Pegasus (A Mate for Christmas Book 3) by Zoe Chant

Author:Zoe Chant [Chant, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-07T18:00:00+00:00

18

Jackson

Jackson was standing outside Hannah’s Grillhouse. Under the streetlight, so Olly would be able to spot him easily.

He ran a finger under his collar. His shirt felt too tight all over. It had fit fine when he tried it on in the store, but now he felt like a sausage about to burst out of its skin.

He undid the top couple of buttons. It helped with the throttling, but not the worry that if he breathed too deeply he’d be picking buttons out of the gutter.

Have I put on weight? Olly said my shoulders looked broader…

His stomach swooped. Thinking about the night before still made him sweat.

He’d almost lost her again. First in the pond and then when he froze up. His heart’s desire had been in his arms and he’d almost screwed it all up.

She wants me. He waited for his stomach to stop lurching. She chose me.

And now here he was. Standing under the light outside the Grillhouse like a sitting duck so that she could take her time scoping out the situation before she—

He was keeping a lookout too, casually, and when a woman with her head down walked past him so close she almost walked into him, he did a double-take.

“Olly?”

“Jackson!”

The woman’s head snapped up. Olly stared up at him, her eyes wide and somehow guarded.

She didn’t look as though she’d forgotten their date. She was wearing her usual fur-lined coat over a tight dress and what he hoped were fleece-lined stockings. Her face was made up, or at least, her eyelashes looked darker than usual and he was pretty sure her lips weren’t usually berry red.

She looked amazing. But the hood was pulled too far down over her head—she wouldn’t have any peripheral vision. And she’d almost run straight into him.

“You weren’t looking where you were going?” Jackson asked, surprised.

Olly’s mouth worked silently. Eventually she gave an embarrassed grin. “Worrying too much about dinner,” she admitted.

“If you’d rather go home—”

“No! I mean, home later, yes,” she amended. “Food first.”

He slipped his arm into hers. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Really?” Olly looked down at herself, her face glowing. “I thought it might be a bit much…”

“You’re making me feel underdressed.”

Her eyes flicked over him and he got the uncanny feeling that she hadn’t looked at him until then. For Olly, that was highly unusual.

“You’re wearing a shirt with sleeves?” she asked, and he nodded. “Then you’re already doing better than most guys in this town.”

“One benefit of not dating a shifter.” Jackson spoke in an undertone. “I’m less likely to bust through all my clothes.”

Stop looking for problems, he told himself. Wait for them to find you. If you go looking, half the time you’ll be the one making the problem.

His pocket buzzed and he bit back a sigh. Speaking of problems… Andrew had been trying to call him all afternoon. God knew how he had found Jackson’s contact details but he’d made the mistake of picking up the first time so there was no point pretending he had the wrong number.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.