Resisting Fate by Kylie Gilmore

Author:Kylie Gilmore [Gilmore, Kylie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, romantic comedy, humor, chick lit, Women's Fiction, happy endings book club series
Publisher: Extra Fancy Books
Published: 2018-03-05T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Honest to God, Missy took one step onto Clover Park’s Main Street on Saturday morning and felt like she’d stepped into a Hallmark Christmas movie. Not that she ever watched them. Much. The holiday stroll hadn’t opened to the public yet, so she had an unobstructed view of the charming downtown with its shops and restaurants now aglow in twinkly white Christmas lights. White lights arched over Main Street, wrapped around the trees that lined both sides of the street, and sparkled from every storefront window. The old-fashioned lamp posts were wrapped in greenery with fat red bows. Hailey had even made a huge purchase of wreaths, glittered snowflakes, mini-trees with gold balls, and menorahs, so every storefront window would coordinate.

The street had been closed off to traffic for pedestrians and for the horse and carriage rides. Two carriages, each with one large brown horse wearing jingle bells around their bellies, stood across the street in front of town hall. Already the air smelled sweet and spicy from the hot chocolate stand and roasted nuts cart in front of Something’s Brewing Café. She’d checked the roasted nuts out earlier. Chef Shane O’Hare had prepared glazed cinnamon almonds, Mexican spiced chocolate pecans, and sweet ’n spicy mixed nuts. He’d given all the volunteers samples early this morning, and she told him as she had on many occasions, after indulging in his glorious coffee, pastries, and homemade ice cream, how lucky they were to have his culinary talent. He’d blushed as red as his hair, mumbling, “Thanks.”

But the best part was living this joyous day with Ben.

She wasn’t even working directly with him, but every time she caught a glimpse of him in his black down parka, black knit hat, and black work gloves, carrying stuff, she felt giddy. He looked rugged and capable and hot.

Now that everything was in place, Ben had joined her to admire their work. He was busy texting someone, so she snuck a look at his strong profile, his angular face with the stubble along his jaw she longed to feel scraping against her. She suppressed a swoony sigh and lifted her face to the sky, breathing in the cold crisp air. The festivities would begin at ten a.m. when the shops opened. It was almost time, and she couldn’t wait to see all the kids enjoying themselves. Most families with young kids would be heading to the pancake breakfast with Santa at Clover Park High’s cafeteria this morning, a couple of blocks off Main Street, and then head over here.

She turned to Ben, her breath coming out in a cold puff. “The only thing that would make it more perfect is if it snowed.”

“We already have the snowman,” he said, hitching a thumb down the street. “Ice sculpture.”

“Oh, I missed it. Let’s go see.”

They headed a couple of blocks down to Baldwin Park. The ice sculpture had been set on the grass next to the sidewalk—a huge carved snowman with a top hat and ice carrot nose.

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