Brave (Contours of the Heart Book 4) by Tammara Webber

Author:Tammara Webber [Webber, Tammara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 9780999426401
Publisher: Tammara Webber
Published: 2017-12-18T18:30:00+00:00

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Sixteen

Isaac stood in my doorway in his deep violet shirt and tie—my preferred combo of everything I’d seen him wear. The competition was ongoing; any day could bring a new challenger to the field. But this one had been defending its title without much effort for the past month. Yum.

The distraction over his wardrobe choice for the day had sidetracked me from the puzzling words he’d just spoken. I replayed them in my mind: “You might want to consider costume choices before today’s meeting. Departments coordinate.”

“I should do what now?”

“Halloween costumes. Mandatory.”

“You have got to be joking.” I hadn’t been around the past several Halloweens, but I couldn’t remember Daddy going out the door in a costume. “How long has this been going on?”

“Since before I started.” He shifted one shoulder up, unconcerned. “But if you have a complaint, you know where to go with it.”

I scowled at him from behind my monitor. “Low blow, Maat.”

“If the shoe fits…” His eyes flicked beneath my desk to my crossed legs and my black patent Mary Jane kitten heels. My pleated highland plaid skirt and white blouse completed my retro private school vibe for the first Monday of fall.

I recrossed my legs, loving and hating the brisk tingles I felt everywhere when his eyes tracked the movement for a split second before he tore them away. My heart rate sped up, for fuck’s sake. His responses shouldn’t affect me as though I was some virginal adolescent. I was a woman with plenty of sexual experience, dammit.

And whyyy was I thinking about that in capacity or connection with my boss?

Focus, McIntyre. Halloween. “Hank goes for this? And Cynthia?”

“Are you kidding me? Sales wins almost every year. Last year they did The Wizard of Oz.”

“Wins?”

“The costume contest, held during the party. The winning department, chosen by your father, gets lunch ordered in from any local restaurant they choose. Best costume, which the whole office votes on, wins a Costco gift card for a hundred bucks.”

“I had no idea adults behaved like this.” Okay, so I’d seen my sorority’s alumnae, the height of professionalism and accomplishment, do some silly things at convention. Like when the Governing Council performed in a lip-synched video for Revelry night at the convention I got to attend. I’d also borne mortified witness to my parents getting their dance on at the country club after a few too many drinks. “I mean at work,” I added.

Isaac smirked, lips pressed in a straight, tight line except the very edges, which twitched like involuntary half sneers. He put up a hell of a fight to maintain that smirk without allowing it to morph into a smile, but he finally gave up, leaned forward, and laughed out loud, eyes squeezed tight, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. Deep and potent, the reverberations pushed under my skin and soaked into my unsuspecting heart.

I was grateful for his closed eyes. The man was laughing at me, and I wanted to twirl in a circle, jumping up and down as though I’d just won a race.

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