Page 30 of Christmas Chaos
Zoe finished her call as Rory ended his. He opened his arms, and she was drawn into his warmth and security.
‘Thank you,’ she said into his chest.
‘How can something that simple be so hard?’ he grumbled.
‘Did they not know what a ceilidh was?’
‘They weren’t Scottish, so I presume not. And it sounded like there was a TV in the background playing Formula One, so I think that’s where their attention was.’
‘We could always try another company?’
He shuddered. ‘No way. One call like that is enough.’ He hugged her tighter. ‘Do you need anything else or can I go back to repairing a fence in the rain?’
‘You’d rather do that than stay with me?’ she teased.
‘If Duncan wasn’t here, I’d stay,’ he whispered in her ear as he nuzzled her curly hair. ‘You could always come with me?’
‘I can’t. There’s too much to do.’ She sighed. ‘There’s always too much to do.’
