A Little Bit of Holiday Magic. Melissa McClone

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СКАЧАТЬ only because they would be leaving today. She cuddled her son close. Sniffed. “You smell like cookies.”

      Liam pointed to his new best friend. “Big dude.”

      Bill’s cheeks reddened. “Liam wanted to wait until you were up to have breakfast, but we were a little hungry.”

      “Hungry men eat cookies.” Liam spoke the words with a growly voice, as if mimicking someone.

      Bill’s entire face turned red. He cleared his throat. “Cookies have flour, eggs and milk in them. Not that different from pancakes.”

      “Cookies are healthy.” Liam bent his arm to show off his biceps. “Make me strong. Like Bill.”

      Grace covered her mouth with her hand and bit back laughter. “I can let cookies before breakfast slide this one time.”

      Bill’s grin made him look more like one of Liam’s peers than hers. “I appreciate that.”

      “It’s the least I can do after being able to sleep in. That never happens.” Or hadn’t since Damon’s final deployment. Grace was reminded of what she and Liam had lost in the mountains of Afghanistan, of what other people took for granted, without giving their good fortune a second thought. “I hope Liam didn’t wake you up too early.”

      “I was awake when he knocked on my door. No reason for both of us to be up at the crack of dawn.” Bill studied her with his watchful gaze. “I hope you weren’t worried when he wasn’t in bed.”

      She hugged Liam tight, remembering her fear waking up without him. He was all she had. “I had a moment of panic until I heard you in the kitchen.”

      Liam pushed away from her. “I winning.”

      Grace placed him on the floor. “You always win.”

      “And here I thought I had the age advantage,” Bill joked. “Liam’s quite the domino shark. He’s kicking my bu—er, behind.”

      She appreciated the way Bill watched his language.

      “I shark. Let’s play,” Liam shouted.

      “Duty calls.” Bill set up more dominoes. “Breakfast will have to wait a few more minutes.”

      “You boys play.” Grace knew having a guy to play with was a big deal for her son. She’d let him have his fun. “I’ll fix breakfast.”

      Bill’s gaze met hers. “I don’t mind cooking.”

      “Neither do I.”

      “You’re a guest.”

      “And you’re sweet.” She meant each word. “Consider my cooking breakfast a bonus on top of the postcard I’ll be sending.”

      He glanced at a waiting Liam, then back at her.

      “Okay.” He returned to setting up dominoes. “It’s better this way. The guys at the station aren’t that keen on my cooking.”

      “I find that hard to believe.” He seemed like the kind of man who could do anything, including setting up dominoes while carrying on a conversation. “It’s hard to ruin pancakes.”

      “Unless you burn them, turning breakfast into a three-alarm call.”

      “You’re a firefighter,” she said. “I’m sure you can take care of any flames.”

      “Oh, I know how to put out fires.” He looked up with a mischievous grin. “I also know how to start them.”

      His words, flirtatious and suggestive, hung in the air. His gaze remained on her.

      Grace’s pulse skittered. Attraction buzzed all the way to her toes. Something passed between them. Something palpable. Something unsettling.

      She looked away. Gulped.

      “I have everything you need.” He returned to the dominoes. “On the counter.”

      She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came from her Mojave-dry throat. “Thanks,” she finally said.

      She shuffled to the kitchen in her bare feet, eager to put distance between them.

      A few words from a gorgeous guy? A look? And she was incapacitated?

      So not good.

      Pancake mix sat on the counter, along with measuring cups, a wooden spoon, eggs and a stainless-steel bowl.

      What was happening to her? She wasn’t in shock. She didn’t need more sleep. Maybe loneliness had finally sent her over the edge.

      Grace measured the flour mixture. Her hand trembled and her vision blurred. She managed to fill the cup and dump the contents into the mixing bowl without making too much of a mess. She added water and eggs. Stirring the batter, she slowly regained her composure.

      Dominoes clattered against the hardwood floor.

      Liam laughed. “Oops.”

      Bill released a drawn-out sigh. “We’ll have to try that again.”

      Her son clapped. “Again. Again.”

      “I’ve figured out your M.O.,” their host said. “You don’t do anything once.”

      Bill impressed Grace. “You pick up quick. Are you sure you aren’t married with kids?” she asked him.

      “Nope. Most of my friends are married, but my life is good, and I’m happy. Marriage and kids can wait until those things change. And if they don’t change, then I’ll be happily single.”

      “Wait until you meet the right woman.”

      “Why settle for one when there are so many out there?”

      “So cavalier.”

      He shrugged. “Some of my friends have great marriages. Others not so good. My parents have struggled with a long-distance marriage.”

      Grace’s life had started the day she fell in love with Damon. He’d wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but being a Ranger kept him away from home and cut his life short. “Being married takes work whether you’re together or not. Damon and I were apart a lot. Loving someone isn’t easy. But we managed. Had a child. Were a family.”

      “My parents and I have never been much of a family. My dad is always away because of his job. His traveling is hard on my mom. Makes me wonder if the family thing is for me.”

      “If you don’t know, it’s good you’re waiting to settle down.”

      “Thanks for saying that. Everyone else has been telling me to grow up because I’m missing out.”

      “I never said you weren’t missing out,” Grace teased.

      She felt sorry for Bill. He could play all he wanted and be as СКАЧАТЬ