Tempted by the Single Dad by Cara Colter

Author:Cara Colter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2019-10-09T14:38:34+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

“YOU’RE TOUCHING POOPERMAN’S CAPE,” Sam said the next morning, aghast. He had come into the kitchen to find Allie hunched over the table.

“Pooperman’s cape?” She glanced up at him, a needle in her hands.

He was pretty sure she was in her pajamas. The outfit was not what you would call sexy—it looked like she was wearing a man’s shirt, that was rolled up bulkily around her arms, and ended above her knees.

But the shirt had fallen off one shoulder, and her legs were totally exposed and undeniably gorgeous.

Somehow the shirt was more sexy than the damned bathing suit.

Or maybe sexy was the way she was looking at him, her tongue caught between her teeth, her eyes luminous.

The cape in question was spread across her lap, a needle and thread in her hands. There was a pair of scissors there.

Sam had to fight an itch to pick up the scissors, and cut those black tips out of her hair—what remained of Tempest.

“That’s what Adam and I called his cape. You can’t touch it. I have to sneak it into the laundry when Cody is sleeping.”

“I just added an American flag lining to it, for the parade. We can take it out again after.”

“You can’t add things to Pooperman’s cape!”

“It loses its magical powers?” she said drily.

“You have no idea what you are playing with,” Sam said. But looking at her, sitting there, so adorable in her men’s shirt and messy hair and bare feet, he wondered which of them had no idea what they were playing with. Had he really invited her to spend the day with them?

“I can take the lining out in a jiffy if it upsets Cody.”

There was a neat stack of flag-patterned squares beside her.

“And what’s this?” he asked, picking up the top square. The square unfolded into another cape. He frowned. “You’re not expecting me to wear one, are you?”

She gave him a disparaging look, as if she had already figured out he was too much of a poor sport to play along. Why would he feel vaguely insulted by that?

“I made one for each of the kids.” She looked away, and said, softly, as if she didn’t want him to think she was an idiot, “And one for Popsy, too.”

He stared at her. “Were you up all night?” he finally asked.

“Just half of it.”

“Who has this kind of stuff on hand?” he asked, incredulously. “Like what? Fifty yards of American flag material?”

“My grandmother was a quilter. There’s tons of fabric here. She taught me how to sew when I was just little. It reminds me of her, in the nicest way, when I sew.”

Sam looked at the perfect little stack of capes, and at the look on her face. It was that luminescent look again, her eyes shining, a contented little smile drifting across the plumpness of her bottom lip.

It occurred to him that Allie was excited for the day. Isn’t that what he’d wanted when he convinced her to come? To get her

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