The Grinch Makes Good by Alison Kent

The Grinch Makes Good by Alison Kent

Author:Alison Kent
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-06-08T00:00:00+00:00


7

DUNCAN GLANCED UP at the alcove archway, then back in Brooke’s direction. A hint of a true smile crossed his mouth. “Just my luck. Stuck under the mistletoe with the trash.”

Brooke couldn’t help it. She laughed, loudly and fully, and the temptation grew. And grew. But she wouldn’t give in. She wouldn’t. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t enjoy the moment. Or take it a bit further to see what else Duncan might reveal.

Learning more about him couldn’t hurt in her quest to change his mind about Christmas. Especially now that he’d let slip just enough to truly rouse her curiosity. “You missed it earlier. Quite a show.”

“Here?” He gestured overhead. “Lydia catch another unsuspecting victim?”

Brooke stayed where she was, her fingers wrapped around the figurine. “JJ.”

His eyes widened, flashed golden in the light. “She caught Jay?”

“Not Lydia,” Brooke answered, shaking her head. “Sally.”

She watched a dozen thoughts cross his mind, the implications of his friend and her friend and where that kiss might or might not lead.

“Wow,” he finally said, set the trash bag at his feet, parked a hand at his waist. The other rubbed at the back of his neck. “That surprises me. About JJ.”

“Why?” Her interest peaked. “He was a good sport about it. So was Sally. Better than I think I would’ve been,” she added, immediately regretting the admission when the doubting Thomas look in his eyes told her he planned to change the conversational direction.

He crossed his arms and stayed where he was, under the mistletoe, as if his bold defiance of tradition presented a challenge to her Christmas spirit. “You? Miss Merry Christmas? Not a good sport?”

She wouldn’t let his teasing get to her. But she now knew she could get to him by being honest. She stroked the figurine again. “I’m not big on public displays. When it comes to certain things.”

“Like kissing?”

She nodded, then took her honesty further. “At least a kiss like that”

One of Duncan’s eyebrows went up. “Oh yeah?”

Oh yeah. That kiss had moved her. She couldn’t tell him how much or in what ways. Wasn’t even ready to make that admission to herself.

The admission that she’d thought of him, Duncan. Had wanted to kiss him, Duncan.

No. She wasn’t ready to make that admission at all. “I guess you’d have to ask one of them about ‘oh yeah.’ What I don’t understand, though, is why JJ kissing Sally would surprise you.”

Duncan lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “He’s always been a one woman kinda guy.”

This time she took her honesty to the limit. “So. Why can’t Sally be that woman?”

He regarded her then, intently, intimately, looking at her with those hooded bird-of-prey eyes. The dim light gave that look a quality that had Brooke wanting to take a step back almost as much as she wanted to take one forward, to feel that gaze up close, inches away, focused and dear and certain in its purpose.

He glanced down to the floor, then back up, shoved his fists in his pockets and said, “I thought you were that woman.



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