The Christmas Match: Castle Ridge Small Town Romance by Burton Allie

Author:Burton, Allie [Burton, Allie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alice Fairbanks-Burton
Published: 2016-10-23T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The smell of pancakes and coffee brewing teased Danielle awake. She rolled over and moaned. She’d slept fitfully for the first time in days. Her only dreams had been about what she’d done with Luke.

To Luke.

Her skin incinerated, remembering the night before, remembering a night thirteen years ago. How they’d both changed and matured. How her strong emotions for this man, who used to be a boy, hadn’t changed.

They’d fit so perfectly together. Their rhythms in sync. Each touch inflaming. Each kiss or nibble spiking ecstasy.

Moaning again, she threw the covers off. She couldn’t lay in bed all day, thinking about Luke and the passionate love they’d made. Feeling every touch and kiss. Reliving her past and present. The entire episode had been a mistake. She’d been angry because he believed she didn’t know how to kiss and she’d wanted to prove to him she was a great kisser. She’d succeeded.

She noticed the time on the clock and she jerked upright. She was late. Brianna had to leave for school in five minutes. Danielle must’ve imagined the delicious smells.

She hastened to the bathroom, threw on sweats, and headed into the kitchen. “Brianna, sorry I slept in.”

Danielle skidded to a stop. She rubbed her eyes at the sight she didn’t quite believe. Blinking a few times, she focused on Brianna and Luke having breakfast together. Had she entered an alternate universe?

“Good morning, Dani.” His deep tone rumbled into her, creating a stir of desire.

The desire rolled into a shock wave. What was he doing here? He wore jeans and a ratty old sweatshirt, and still managed to look hot. While she had thrown on wrinkled sweats and her hair stuck up in several places.

“Hey, Mom.” Brianna picked up her empty plate and took it to the sink. “Mr. Logan made us breakfast.”

“What?” Another surprised jolt shook her. She glanced at Luke and away. His expression was too intense, too knowing. “Give me a minute to make you lunch, Brianna.”

“No worries.” Brianna grabbed the colorful cloth lunch bag and waved it in the air. “Mr. Logan already made me a sandwich.”

“He did?” Danielle was going to faint on the spot. “When did you learn to cook?”

His mom had been a traditional housewife, cooking and cleaning. Luke’s chores had involved shoveling the snow and mowing the grass. He hadn’t even known how to do his own laundry.

“Over the years.” His smile hitched and something in her chest hitched too.

She stood still, afraid to move for fear her legs would collapse. He was fiddling with her emotions. Showing up after last night, making breakfast, acting like a real dad. Did he want more of the same?

Desire vaulted up a notch. She squeezed her thighs together in a silent no.

“Gotta go.” Brianna kissed Danielle on the cheek and hurried out of the kitchen. “Thanks, Mr. Logan.”

Danielle didn’t say anything while she listened to Brianna putting on her coat and boots, and heading out the door. She couldn’t say anything. She was stupefied. Luke was here, cooking her daughter breakfast and making her lunch.

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