Their Christmas to Remember by Amalie Berlin

Author:Amalie Berlin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-09-12T17:45:54+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

WOLFE FINISHED THE morning’s surgery and made it through lunch without seeing Angel, but not without thinking about her. A busy schedule could save him from physically running into her, for a while, but nothing could keep his mind entirely focused. She’d even slipped in there during surgery, which was a sacred time, when he wanted his attention so razor sharp as to border on supernatural.

That was the goal, and that had not happened today. The reason he’d been hiding the last hour, eating his lunch in an empty office, was the hope he could get his head together and go five minutes without someone asking if they were dating, if they were going to the winter ball together.

He looked at his watch, scrubbed his hands over his face and headed for the door. He was supposed to meet her at one to get ready; no more avoiding the locker room where they were supposed to change into the ugly jumpers.

The entire point of last evening’s shenanigans had been to build gingerbread houses to set up this afternoon’s activity—eating gingerbread men and making their own with construction paper and cotton balls in the children’s ward activities room.

That kiss had ruined him. He couldn’t even pretend he could keep his head straight about her now. Not until this madness ran its course, and until she left town.

The thought caused his stomach to sour, and he retreated instinctively into the thousandth replay of that kiss.

He’d been sure he wouldn’t break his rules. Not two minutes before she’d arrived, he’d been giving himself another stern lecture about keeping his hands to himself. Remembering the looks and comments he’d received from peers about them, not really about the shenanigans, and the spark that pulsed between them all the time. No one missed it. Except maybe the kids. He wasn’t sure about Jenna. After the demand for a mistletoe kiss, she’d retreated into telling him he looked happy, and then casually mentioning Angel looked happy too. Really smooth. As if he’d gotten amnesia over her asking him twice already to marry Angel so she wouldn’t leave town.

Marry Dr. Angel—as if he could even picture that. Every time he tried to think of marriage, he got a mental image of his parents shrieking at one another, and occasionally throwing breakables.

He should’ve told Angel that one. He didn’t keep breakables because they made him nervous, not that they’d be broken by accident, but that they’d end up as projectile weaponry.

Not that he could picture her doing that either. It would probably be him: You are what you eat. You become what you know. And none of that stopped him wanting her. Or liking her. He even worried about her, which was actually pretty annoying.

He’d been so confident in his self-control. Then she’d arrived, looking as white as that vat of frosting they’d eventually dove into, and all thoughts about a normal, run-of-the-mill cookie-construction campaign had fallen right out of his head. He’d kissed her. Then lost his damn mind.

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