An Old-Fashioned Love. Arlene James
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Название: An Old-Fashioned Love
Автор: Arlene James
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472064059
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Pretty little hand, indeed! She pushed out an agitated breath, then bit her bottom lip, thinking. Maybe if she lay on top of the slanting metal doors on the ice-cream compartment and let her head hang down over the side she could see into the motor compartment. Yes, that might work. Carefully she crawled atop the case, oblivious to the rolling of electric blue eyes. It was not as easy as it looked. The slope on those metal doors was so severe that she very nearly slid right back down again. Only by grasping the top of the viewing glass could she maintain her position. So with one hand she held herself in place, and with the other she reached into the motor compartment.
“I think I can get it now,” she said, peering upside down at the fitting in question. With some effort, she finally got a hand on it and got it down into proper position.
“Here we go,” Wyatt said, his tone somewhat doubtful. He worked the wrench, but the fitting between her fingers slid up the copper tube again.
“Blast!” she murmured, only to hear a muffled chuckle from below. She lifted her head slightly to look at Wyatt. “What?”
He lifted his eyebrows in parody of an innocent shrug. “Oh, nothing.”
She frowned and lowered her head again, once more grasping the fitting and working it back into place. “Try again.”
“Push against the wrench this time,” he said, beginning to turn the wrench. “Almost Keep pushing. A little more. A little more. I said a little more!”
That did it. “I’m pushing as hard as I can!”
“Excu-use me! I’m only trying to fix the most important piece of equipment you own!” Once again the wrench clattered to the floor.
“What now?” she demanded
“I’m resting my arms, if you don’t mind.”
Her own arm, the one holding her in place atop the freezer case, was beginning to weaken as well, not to mention the fingers hooked over the metal rim fitting one glass panel to another. “This isn’t going to work,” she muttered and swung her feet to the floor.
“Ow!”
She had stepped on his leg. Quickly she hopped over it and onto the other.
“Yow! What’re you trying to do, cripple me?” He yanked up his knees and rolled into a sitting position, while she hopped and skipped, trying to avoid him.
“Be still!”
“Whoa!” he exclaimed, his hands fastening on her ankles to hold them in place. Already in motion, her upper body pitched forward She overcompensated, throwing herself backward and sat down hard on the plank floor, his hands still fastened about her ankles.
“Oh!” She found herself suddenly eye-to-eye with him, and they stared at each other in shock.
It was then that he began to laugh, great, rumbling syllables rolling up out his chest and shaking him.
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
Her whole face was flaming now. Angrily, she kicked free of his hold, only to have him drape an arm companionably about her shoulders, his big frame still shuddering with barely suppressed laughter.
She folded her arms and shrugged without visible result, grumbling, “Very funny. I almost break my neck—” He erupted in fresh guffaws, that arm locked about her almost as if he were protecting her from further harm.
“I-it wasn’t your n-neck you I-landed on!” he sputtered.
One comer of her mouth hitched up into a grin. “True”
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