Beck and Call (Pianos and Promises #2) by Jennifer Peel

Author:Jennifer Peel [Peel, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01LF7V78K
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I woke up with a spring in my step. I even sang Christmas carols in the shower while getting ready for the day. I finally had the heart to place Noah’s gifts under the tree, knowing that tonight I would get to add one more. I admired Momma’s flocked tree filled with all the Keepsake ornaments she had purchased for us over the years. The Barbie ones were my favorite when I was a young girl. But what touched me most was the small, poorly wrapped gift that was hidden behind the tree. My name was on it in Noah’s handwriting. Tears consumed my eyes and fell down my face. He had no idea what that meant to me. I wasn’t expecting anything this year. I couldn’t even imagine what he would get me or when he purchased it. The tip from last night paled in comparison.

I thought about running upstairs and kissing the kid’s cheeks, but I decided it was best not to wake him up. Besides he didn’t like the attention. But he better watch out Christmas morning. Instead, I loved on Sasha and Toby.

I knelt down and rubbed Sasha’s beautiful face. She had a glow in her eyes. So jealous. “So tell me, lady, what do you really think of your owner?”

As if she were really answering me, she nodded her head up and down.

I blew out a large amount of air. “That’s what I was afraid of.” It was easier when he was a jerk.

On my drive over to the gym, my phone rang. I’d given the Brit his own ring tone, “God Save the Queen,” which had the same tune has “My Country Tis of Thee.” Who knew? My insides felt like a whirlwind. I swiped the green accept button and put him on speaker. “Good morning.”

“Good day, love.”

The whirlwind became a category five hurricane, so what if he called his dog “love” too. “How are you this morning, I mean, I guess afternoon for you?”

“I’m knackered.”

“That sounds awful and contagious.”

His melodic laugh rang through. “I’m exhausted, gorgeous.”

“You should have just said so,” I teased.

“You’re in a mood this morning. Tell me your amazing news.”

I was anxious to, so I jumped right in. “Last night I decided to go with another classic, so I sang, ‘Love is Here to Stay.’”

“By Gershwin?”

Okay, I was going to fall in love with this man if he kept on talking like that. How many guys would know that? Not many I know, and that’s saying something considering my first career choice. “Very good. Have you seen, An American in Paris?”

“No. I own the Frank Sinatra album with his version. How about we watch the movie while sharing dessert?”

Oh, hell, oh hell. My resistance was weakening. “Your place or mine?”

“Either would be smashing.”

“Let’s say your place, and I’ll bring the dessert.”

“Brilliant. Now finish your story.” There was an eagerness to his tone.

I had to think for a second about what we were talking about. All that was going through my brain was sitting on the couch in a darkened room with the him of my fantasies.

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