Page 114 of Can't Get Over You
But would it last? That was the thing. It was their circumstances that drew them together, made everything so intense.
She didn’t think she could bear it if, after their six weeks were up, his feelings faded.
And she was left alone with all these feelings.
It would break her.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Step two hadthem all lining up at the bottom of the stairs: Jude, Cody, his dad, his brothers, and Ava. But what he’d thought was a great idea yesterday…he wasn’t so sure about now.
Basically, he was sweating underneath the tuxedo jacket.
“Thanks for helping us today, little man.” Boone gave Cody a fist bump. “You did good work.”
“Did you have fun?” Ava asked.
The little boy looked up. “Us guys worked real hard.”
Us guys.
Cute.
“I’m sure you did,” she said. “I’ll stop by tomorrow and take a look.”
“All’s we did today is jump on the snow and start…um.” Cody gazed up at Jude for help.
“Carving,” Jude said at the same time Boone said, “Designing.”
“Well, I can’t wait to see it,” Ava said. “And it sounds like hard work. Maybe I’ll bring some snacks.”
“Yeah, we need ’em,” Cody said. “We sure get hungry out there. And it’s cold.”
“That’s why they set up a tent with food and hot chocolate,” Gunnar said. “It’s for the teams. Let’s not make Ava do more work.”
“I don’t mind,” Ava said. “I want to see what you’ve done.”
Pressing his hands together, Jude glanced up the stairs. He’d only told Finlay they were having a date night, but if she expected dinner at a nice restaurant, she’d be disappointed. He’d told her to dress up, but that could mean anything.
He probably should’ve given her a heads-up. Something that wouldn’t spoil the surprise.
“You came up with some good ideas, Cody,” his dad said. “I think we’ve got a winner.”
“Oh, we’re winning all right,” Boone said. “Especially with that sleigh on the roof.”
“That’ll take a lot of extra time,” Wyatt said.
“Yeah, well, Jude’s here, so we’ve got an extra pair of hands,” Boone said. “We’ll get it done.”
He’d barely slept last night. Once he’d come up with the idea, he’d had to put it in motion. That meant he’d stayed up for hours creating a playlist. And then, he’d had to make a list of supplies.
He was damn lucky his family had stepped in to help. After a morning of back-breaking work with chisels and saws and a twenty-five-ton block of snow, they hadn’t hesitated to head over to the gym and set it all up while he and Cody went to the tuxedo shop and showered.
He appreciated the hell out of them.
“What’s the matter with you?” Boone whacked his shoulder.
“Nothing.” He said it automatically, but who was he kidding? Between the sweat and wringing hands, they knew he was a mess. “It’s a stupid idea. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
