Confessions of a Party Crasher by Holly Jacobs

Author:Holly Jacobs [Jacobs, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ilex Books
Published: 2017-04-20T18:30:00+00:00

DINNER WITH CONNER WAS AS casual as the previous evening's meal with Mark had been formal. Morgan couldn't remember when she'd laughed so much. And Sunny seemed to have just as good a time.

After they'd all lingered over dessert, Ian offered to walk her friend out to the car. Morgan noticed that he was watching Sunny intently, as if he expected her to say she could manage by herself, but instead, she suggested, "Why don't you get the diaper bag, and I'll get the baby, oh, and the carseat from Morgan's car."

Conner started cleaning up the remnants of the impromptu dinner party, and it seemed only natural for Morgan to offer to help. Ian popped his head into the kitchen, all smiles and said goodnight, yawning for emphasis as he walked down the hall.

"I don't think your brother was as tired as he let on," Morgan said.

"No. He's just smart enough to realize I want you all to myself."

"I think he really hit it off with Sunny."

"There were some definite sparks there," Conner said.

"Ian was right."

"About?"

"Under that tough-guy facade, you're a nurturer, a marshmallow, a closet matchmaker."

"I. . .he. . ." Conner sputtered.

Morgan laughed. "It's sexy."

His demeanor immediately changed from indignant to interested. "Oh? Do tell."

"Very sexy."

"Are you by any chance hitting on me, Miss Miller?"

"That's Ms. Miller. And yes, Mr. Danning, I believe I am."

He sat on the couch and crooked his finger. "Then come over here."

She laughed as she obliged. "Do you know what I like about you, Conner?"

"My manly good looks? My incredible talent with a camera?" He stopped. "Come on, jump in and give me your list."

"I like that you make me laugh. I don't know that I've ever been this turned on by someone and found myself laughing. It's nice."

"Laughing with you is nice, but I can think of something else I'd like to do with you."

"Your brother. . .?"

"Sleeps like a log. Plus he's at the back of the house on the first floor, and my room's at the front of the house on the second floor."

"So it would be private."

"Very."

Morgan thought about Mark, about job offers and interviews, about the fact that she'd be heading back to San Diego as quickly as she could. About all the reasons she should say no to his obvious proposal. Then she thought about her reaction to him, about how her body had already told him yes. "I think I'd—"

A sharp knock at the door interrupted her.

"Who could that be?" Conner asked.

Morgan followed him to the door.

Sunny stood in the stoop, looking worried. "Morgan, your mother's been trying to get hold of you."

"I've got my cell phone." Morgan grabbed her purse off the stand next to the door, pulled it out and flipped the lid. "Dead battery. Sorry. What's up?"

"Your mom. . .she's being held by security at the hospital and needs you to come get her."

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