A Sugar Creek Christmas by Jenny B. Jones

Author:Jenny B. Jones [Jones, Jenny B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Pea Productions

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From the warmth of the dark cab, Noah looked at her car with its front end sticking up like it wanted to wave howdy-do. Body tense, he set his jaw and slowly turned his head to Emma. “You were in a ditch.”

She graced him with a gentle smile. “I did tell you that part.”

“Do you see the other side of this road?” His voice vibrated dangerously low. “You could’ve killed yourself.”

“Not likely.” She employed Smile Number Seven, the one reserved for celebrities ready to storm off the set. “There’s lots of snow. Look how plush it is.”

Noah’s eyes narrowed, and she pried his right hand from the steering wheel and held it. “I’m okay, Noah. It was a stupid idea, but I don’t want any of the Christmas plans to derail. If that magazine had—”

“Forget the magazine.” He punched the button for her heated seat and resumed their drive. “The doll could’ve waited ’til the roads cleared. The least you could’ve done was call me.”

“I didn’t want to bother you.”

“Did you think I wouldn’t have helped you?” He turned onto Harrison, the street lights strangely dark.

“Come on,” she said quietly. “It’s just in the last week you’ve even let yourself talk to me.” She regretfully let his hand go, only to for him to grab hers right back.

“You’re freezing.” He placed her hand on his thigh and briskly ran his fingers across her skin. “Why didn’t you call when you hit the ditch?”

“Left my phone at home.”

The words he said under his breath would’ve curled Christmas ribbon.

The ice and snow intensified, battling one another for dominance as they fell onto the truck. Noah’s wiper blades screeched in protest to a hard night’s work against the frozen elements. The feeling began to return to Emma’s limbs, and though she was chilled to the core, a different sort of warmth unfurled at the feel of Noah’s skin on hers.

He blew out a resigned sigh. “You’re doing a good job, Emma.”

“Oh.” She hadn’t expected that. “Thank you.”

“But the manger could’ve waited.”

“I wasn’t going to be able to sleep if I didn’t fix it.” And all those notes scattered around it just proved how much that nativity meant to the town.

“You about slept in the ditch.” Not only did Noah’s gruff tone not intimidate her, it made her smile.

“I was about to get help when you showed up. Why were you out, by the way?”

“Took some firewood to your grandma. She tried calling you while I was there. She was worried.”

“Like she doesn’t have a tracking device on all her grandchildren.”

“I called her when I saw you sprawled in the snow. She can rest easy now. But if you get pneumonia, she’ll probably kill the both of us.” He gave her hand a squeeze. “Silently and without leaving evidence.”

Emma’s grin slipped. “You missed my driveway.”

Noah pulled into his own driveway and locked those electric eyes on Emma. “You’re spending the night with me.”

Emma’s breath stalled. “I don’t think so.”

Ignoring that, Noah shut off the truck, grabbed a flashlight beneath his seat, and seconds later opened her door.

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