Stolen Goods by Kay Marie

Author:Kay Marie [Marie, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adventure romance, good girl bad boy, romantic suspense, bad boy, catch me if you can, Romantic Comedy, to catch a thief, tangled
Published: 2019-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

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Addison

Turned out life on the run was a little, well, boring. As the views outside the window shifted from thick forests to grassy plains, they played Twenty-One Questions, I Spy, and The Movie Game. They listened to music, fighting between country stations (Addy’s choice) and classic rock (all Thad). Addy told him about the first time she’d seen snow as a girl, a few days before Christmas. Her father tied an aluminum garbage can lid to the back of his car and dragged her and Gracie around for ages so they could “sled.” It was one of her favorite memories with her sister—the two of them hugging and screaming and laughing as they clutched each other and the sled for dear life. Thad told her about the first blizzard he could recall, when the private acres around his family’s estate had been coated with three feet of snow. Jo and her parents had come over to weather the storm, and Thad had spent most of the evening running away from her as she tried to pin him down to put ponytails in his hair while their parents all sipped cocktails by the fire. Addy asked him if he minded being an only child, to which he replied he wasn’t, not really, and that Jo had always been like a sister to him. Addy didn’t know what to say after that, her mind going back to Gracie, and in her silence, Thad grew contemplative too. So they strayed from the personal, and returned to a game, which was, at the moment, Favorites.

“Favorite musician?” Thad asked.

“Ooh, um… Garth Brooks.” The name of the game was to answer quickly, first thing that came to mind. Rapid fire for the most honesty. “Favorite band?”

Thad rolled his eyes. “You can’t ask that. I just asked that. New questions, always.”

“Well, I didn’t know that,” Addy huffed. “Answer it anyway.”

The edge of his lip pulled up and he sighed dramatically, but those dimples gave him away. “Steve Miller Band. Favorite cake?”

“Oh, come on, you said you were going to start easy!” Addy crossed her arms, tossing him a glare. Thad shrugged like, I thought that was easy. But it wasn’t to a pastry chef! “Red velvet with cream cheese frosting. No—wait. Chocolate with buttercream. No—apple spice with pecan caramel filling. No—ah! Okay, fine. I’ve got it. My grannie’s coconut cake. Simple but the best.” She nodded a few times, confirming the choice to herself. Yeah, yum. That’s the best. Now, time for a taste of your own medicine. “Favorite painting?”

“Really?” he scoffed.

“You went there first.”

He shifted his head back and forth like, Okay, I guess I did, and then dropped it heavily against his headrest.

“It’s a tie,” he finally said, as though that were the most difficult decision in the world. Addy wanted to interrupt and snarkily remind him, Those aren’t the rules, but there was a tightness in his expression that made her pause, a sense that she was peeking through the cracks. “Wheatfield with Crows by Van Gogh, and Dance at Bougival by Renoir.

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