Unraveling Midnight. Stephanie Beck
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Название: Unraveling Midnight
Автор: Stephanie Beck
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Эротическая литература
Серия: Creating Home
isbn: 9781616503437
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Scott laughed. “Charge him full price, please. It’s good for him.”
“Well, I certainly can’t do that in good conscience,” she said and picked up a sparkly tote. “How about this for a case? I always found that the pinker and more glittery my things were, the less likely my foster brothers were to play with them.”
“Brilliant. You obviously know kids.”
“I watched my niece and nephew last month while my sister finished up her master’s program at Penn State. I learned little things go a long way.”
He nodded. “Yep. Little kids, little problems. Well, usually. I did have to pry Jessie off of Ross’s back last night after the yarn incident. She might be cute and small, but she’s stronger than she looks.”
“I bet. Follow me again and I’ll get you all rung up. Do you need anything else?”
“You don’t happen to have any magical tools to make it so I’m able to actually knit before the next class, do you?”
She chuckled as she entered codes into her cash register. “Well, not really. You know what? I’m open late on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Stop in and I’ll give you and Jessie some private lessons until you get the hang of it. How does that sound?”
“Sounds like I’ll owe you ice cream when we finish,” he said, not offering a date, but while it sounded innocent enough, he hoped it at least planted a seed of interest.
Subtlety wasn’t usually a trait males had when it came to females. In fact, the plant analogy was horrible since werewolves weren’t exactly known as farmers. He’d heard in Pennsylvania quite a few Weres actually made good livings off the land.
The Pennsylvania air might be having a nurturing effect on him. Maybe if he joined the Haven pack he’d get a chance to learn about plants and making things grow. Getting a new appreciation for cows beyond enjoying them rare and wrapped in bacon might not be so bad either.
“Well,” she said, smiling as she slipped the yarn in the tote. “I am a fan of a chocolate cone from the shop down the street after a long day. I’m sure we could work something out.”
So, he hadn’t been too forward and perhaps a seed would start to sprout. He handed over Ross’s money and bit back his reply to tell her to keep the change. She wouldn’t.
“Thanks for helping me with this. I’ll call before I bring Jessie to make sure we aren’t overloading you,” he said and paused as he slipped his wallet back in his pocket. Instead, he pulled one of his business cards from it. “Here’s my number if you need to get ahold of me before we talk again.”
“Oh.” She frowned at the card, but when she looked up, a twinkle of mischief sparkled in her eyes. “You mean, like if I have an ice cream emergency and can’t possibly go by myself?”
Sweet as brown sugar-dipped bacon and a sense of humor to match. Scott grinned. “I’m good in an ice cream emergency. Also, my height helps with cans on high shelves and, while I’ve got a ways to go in knitting, I can roll a ball of yarn like nobody’s business.”
She laughed and tapped his card on her counter. “I will keep that in mind, Scott. I hope you have a really nice night.”
“Yeah,” he said, wishing he had a hundred more reasons to stay in her presence. “You too, Lucy.”
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