Huckleberry Hearts by Beckstrand Jennifer

Author:Beckstrand, Jennifer [Beckstrand, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-09-24T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Cassie’s heart did a double flip-flop when she drove up the hill and saw Zach’s matching Honda parked in front of Mammi’s house. He was early. Last week after surgery, he told her he’d be by today at ten a.m. She parked her car beside his and checked her phone. Only nine o’clock.

She swiveled the rearview mirror to get a look at herself. Ach, du lieva. She looked a mess. She had pulled her hair into a clumsy ponytail, and she wasn’t wearing any makeup. Not to mention the fact that her workout clothes were damp with sweat, and she probably smelled like a high school gym locker.

After he saw her sorry state, she had no hope he’d ask her out again. The girls Zach dated would probably never dream of sweating.

There was nothing she could do about it. She couldn’t very well sit in the car and wait for him to leave. He’d see her anyway when he came out to his car. Groaning, she opened her Honda door and crunched her way through the snow to the house. She went into the house and waited for the people inside to recoil in disgust.

Zach sat on the edge of the sofa next to Mammi with a ball of red yarn at his feet and a pair of knitting needles in his fists. His tongue stuck partway out of his mouth, and his brows were pulled together in concentration. An unrecognizable tangle of yarn hung from his knitting needles.

“Cassie,” Mammi said from her perch on the recliner. “I’m teaching Dr. Reynolds how to knit.”

Zach focused all his attention on his disastrous pile of yarn. “I’m making a pot holder in case I ever own a pot.”

Mammi beamed as if Zach were her prize pupil. “He’s giving it a very good try yet.”

Zach held his needles like two tennis rackets and tried to loop the yarn without dropping them. “What she means to say is, ‘I’m really bad at this.’ It’s the piano teacher secret code.”

Cassie couldn’t hold back a smile. Just when she thought the doctor couldn’t get any more endearing, he surprised her. His eagerness was as cute as a pet store full of puppies.

A pleasant ache grew in her chest and throbbed through her veins. She suddenly wanted Dr. Reynolds to drop those knitting needles, march across the room, and kiss her silly.

She didn’t even care that she was sweaty.

The knitting needles and that concerned, almost grim look on his face made him that much more attractive.

Oh, sis yuscht. She was in trouble.

“Insert the right needle into the loop on the left needle,” Mammi said, using her own pair to show Zach how to do it. “Good. Now wrap it under and over the right needle. You see? Easy.”

Zach listened to Mammi’s every instruction as if he were getting a tutorial on how to do brain surgery. Cassie sincerely hoped he was better at brain surgery, because the knitting looked hopeless.

Cassie hung her coat on the hook, wondering if she should make a beeline for the shower before Zach got a good look at her.

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