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She held in a laugh. Little spoon. What a funny thing to say. She silently vowed to make him be the little spoon before the day ended. “Fine.” She scooted forward.

He sat down behind her on the orange plastic. “Let’s make fools of ourselves.”

Getting him on the sled felt like a victory, like when she convinced a scammer to do something ridiculous. She grinned. “Okay, wrap your arms around me, or you’ll fall off.”

Damian made a scoffing noise, but he did as she said. She scooted so her back was pressed up against his chest. His cologne smelled good. Her heart started doing this funny little stutter thing. Oh, good grief. She was a grown woman. She could sit close to a handsome man without turning into a hormonal teenager. She ignored the way her body responded.

“Okay, hang on.” She shoved them off and the toboggan slid. She gripped the handles. They picked up speed as they got to the middle of the hill and Damian’s hold on her tightened. Her stomach flipped as the sled sped down the hill. She let out a whoop and cold air rushed past her, the speed exhilarating her. She had started out joking around, but when Damian wouldn’t get on it felt more like a challenge. But now, it was just pure fun.

The toboggan hit a bump and they both went flying, landing in the snow. Kat laughed as she rolled over and pushed off his chest. Her heart pounded at his proximity. “That was great!”

Damian moaned.

Panic raced through Kat. “Are you hurt?” Lydia would kill her if she maimed the billionaire boss. She leaned closer to see if there was any blood.

Damian's lips twitched and he tossed snow in her face.

“Hey!” She wiped it off. “What was that for?”

“For getting snow down my shirt again,” he said, sitting up on his elbows. The whole grumpy thing didn’t work because he smiled.

She shoved his chest, pushing him back in the snow. “Wanna do it again?”

His smile widened. “You’re acting like a juvenile.”

“I don’t care. Come on.” She stood and grabbed the toboggan. They climbed the hill and went down several more times before the boys had to leave and take their sled with them.

Damian brushed the snow off his clothes as they walked back to the car. “Okay, I admit. That was fun.”

Kat grinned at him. “More fun than you’ve had in a long time?”

“Don’t push it.” He stuffed his hands into his coat pockets. “There’s a lot to do in New York.”

“Okay, okay. But I’m not done showing you Pleasant Hollow. Next, we’ll go to the museum. I’m sure it will rival any museum from your fancy big city.”

Damian raised an eyebrow. “What kind of museum?”

She held in a laugh. “You’ll see.”

Chapter 7

Damian stood in front of the display, staring in disbelief. He glanced around the small room, wondering if this was a joke. Unfortunately, it looked depressingly real. “A lint museum? Seriously?”

“The only one in the world.” Kat grinned at him, her hands behind her back. “I know it doesn’t look like much, but in the back room, we have the world’s largest lint ball. Took the town three years of collecting lint to make it.”

Damian swallowed, unsure of what to say. This is what small towns did in their spare time? Build weird museums? “Um…”

The front door opened making a bell ding. A woman with blonde hair approached them. “Hey, Kat. There you are.” She brushed her hair over her shoulder. “I was wondering where you’d gone off to.”

Kat’s eyes widened. He kind of liked the look on her, like she was caught off guard. “Hilary. What are you doing here?”

Hilary pointed to the display talking about belly button lint. “Just wanted to come check things out. I haven’t been here in a while.” She scanned the display, pretending to be interested in it. Damian hid a smile. Who was this woman?

“How did you know we were here?” Kat said between clenched teeth.

“Find My Friends app.”

“Remind me to disable that,” Kat muttered. She shoved Hilary toward the door. “Well, good to see you. I’m sure you’re busy so I’ll talk later.”

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