Page 24 of Here Comes Santa Paws

He offered a single nod. “I’ve been thinking about your request.”

“Okay. Do you have any questions about what fostering entails?” I led us to the hot cocoa booth line. I had a feeling we could use sustenance for this conversation.

“What does fostering entail?” His voice was monotone, but he held eye contact.

I explained the basics but didn’t skimp on details. I had a feeling Roman wanted to weigh all his options. The way he actively listened and asked thoughtful questions made me like him even more.

“Think about it, and text me if anything else comes up.” I opened my phone, launched the contacts, and handed it to him. “I’ll text you so you have my number.”

A smirk that had no right being that sexy curved his lips, but he did as I asked.

“I’ll consider it.”

He and Carol would be so good for each other. I just knew it. I also knew he was done with the conversation.

“You did great with the photos today. I can’t wait to see them. Seriously, thanks again for saving my ass. Call in that dinner any time you want it.”

“All right, but the food better be good.”

I leaned close. “It’ll be the most delicious home-cooked meal you’ve had in ages.”

He licked his lips.

I fought a grin as I stepped forward to order our cocoas.

“My coworker who came this morning told me about a photo contest.”

I tried to tamp down my eagerness. I’d love to see him get involved and share his beautiful photos with the town.

“Are you considering submitting something?”

“No. I don’t know. Tell me about it?” He took a swig of his cocoa and licked his lips.

“You submit your favorite photo taken during the festival season. It’s supposed to capture the highlights of Christmas Falls this time of year. The rules are pretty broad, I think. The judges are a mix of locals involved with the festival. There’s a small prize, but it’s more bragging rights and getting your photo used in their marketing materials next year.”

“I knew it,” he muttered. “Does it have to be some super festive shit?”

I laughed. “Not necessarily. You don’t need to make sure there’s at least one reindeer, two Santa hats, and an ideal ratio of red and green or anything. I think it just needs to capture the joy and spirit of the season in whatever way that means to you.”

Roman nodded slowly as he stared into the distance.

“You could submit something you took today.”

His face scrunched. “Nah. Feels weird since they’re not my animals.”

“I’m sure if you found one you liked, the pet parent wouldn’t mind at all. It’s an option. I could always contact them for permission.” I wanted to encourage him without being overbearing.

“I’ll think about it.” He looked ahead. “What are your thoughts on fruitcake?”

“Disgusting.”

“Finally. We agree on something.” He aimed another small killer smile at me.

Chapter 12

Roman

When I approachedthe house and pressed the garage button, I noticed Elias standing on the sidewalk with Carol lying at his feet. The suspicious part of me wondered if Elias had planned an ambush, but he’d been more direct than that previously.

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