Page 28 of Inherited Holiday

I ate it like my cold holiday heart had grown three inches.

I watched the way her lips moved with each giggle that left her mouth.

I watched the way her body leaned into mine with each second that passed.

I watched the way I made her smile.

Laugh.

Blush.

“You’re a great guy. You know that, right?”

“Verdict’s still out on me,” I remarked.

She was glowing.

Radiant.

Bright, shining, stunning.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“How am I looking at you?”

“Like you’ve never seen a girl before.”

“Not one like you.”

She blushed again.

“You’re a relentless flirt. You know that too, right?”

I grinned. “Only with you.”

“You always know the right things to say.”

“Well, you bring out the best in me.”

“Is that so?”

“It most certainly is.”

“You know my mom warmed me about boys like you.”

Despite Noelle’s mom passing away unexpectedly, I liked that she always talked about her. It was almost like it made her feel closer to her or something. I enjoyed hearing their stories. It was obvious she was a good mom. She kind of reminded me of my own.

“Want to see the best view in the town?” I asked, standing and then reaching down for her.

“Of course.” She grabbed my hand, and I easily lifted her.

“You afraid of heights?”

“No. Why, is it not safe?”

“For the most part.”

“Nic—”

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