Remember When by Annabeth DenBoer

Author:Annabeth DenBoer [DenBoer, Annabeth]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Grace Draven
Published: 2014-06-18T04:00:00+00:00

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Was it only prissy girls who wanted to faint at the feel of a man’s arms around them? If so, then Phee intended to wholeheartedly embrace prissdom. She’d had a hint of this five years earlier, when Alex gave her a ride home one evening when Phillip couldn’t. His hands had been warm on her waist, just like now, his breath drifting gently across her forehead as he stared at her with eyes that blazed with equal measures of guilt and desire.

This was worlds better. No guilt, no desperate craving for the forbidden. Okay, she admitted to herself, the desperate craving was still there, but that wasn’t a bad thing. Especially now, when she held him in her arms and threaded his soft hair through her finger as they swayed to the music.

Alex was adept at adopting a stoic expression, but Phee had seen him wince when he stood to toast the new couple and when he rose to follow her to the elevators. She’d resisted the urge to ask him if he felt up to the short jaunt. The warning spark in his eyes told her he still bristled at even a hint of coddling, no matter how well-meaning, so she said nothing and used his slower pace to stretch the minutes in his company. When he asked her to dance, she didn’t hesitate. After all, she’d prayed for this opportunity from the moment she accepted the invitation to the wedding.

Phee was content to stand there all evening, her head on Alex’s muscular shoulder as he led her through simple dance steps that were little more than a brush of bodies and the rock of hips.

“Sweet as sin,” he whispered in her ear.

She tread on his toes. “What?” She lifted her head to stare at him, flustered by his comment.

Laughter glittered in his blue gaze. “Sweet As Sin,” he repeated. “Your business. My mother told me about it. You did what you said you’d do and started your bakery. Congratulations.”

The music ended before she could thank him, and he guided her back to their table where their club sodas waited. Phee perched on the edge of her chair and took a drink. She set her glass down and discovered Alex staring at her the way she’d seen some of her customers eye the chocolate zinfandel cupcakes she sold.

“You’re staring, Alex,” she said softly.

He didn’t blink. “Hard not to. You’re as beautiful as I remember. Even more so, I think.”

The heat of a blush slid over her chest and up her neck. She might be eating ramen for the next month, but the new dress was worth every penny she spent. “Thank you,” she said. She took another sip of soda.

“Tell me about Sweet As Sin,” he said. “I like it. A play on the owner’s name?”

Phee laughed. “Definitely, though you’re the only one besides my tenth grade geometry teacher who ever remarked on my name. Remember when we were first introduced?” She remembered every last detail.

The Kingmakers had lived in a typical tract house in a typical suburban neighborhood.

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