Page 75 of Wrapped Up in Christmas Love
Rather than answer, she asked, “Would you stay in Pine Hill for love?”
Despite how her question tightened his throat, Zach chuckled. “One of the many things I admire about you is that quick mind of yours. You sure turned my question back on me.”
“I wasn’t trying to be contrary.”
“For once?”
Her lips twitched. “Is that what you think of me? That I purposely cause you angst?”
She did. On purpose, not on purpose. Isabelle twisted his insides. “I meant what I said earlier.”
“Which time?”
“When I said I think you’re amazing.” The most amazing woman he’d ever met.
“Thank you.” Isabelle drove the car into Hamilton House’s drive and put it into park but didn’t kill the ignition. “Thanks again for filling in at Annabelle’s concert.”
“No problem.” He should tell her good night and get out of the car. He should, but he didn’t want the night to end. “Sarah has cookies and cocoa inside.”
“It’s late and I should get home.”
He grinned. “Seems like I’ve heard that before.”
Her eyes crinkling with her amusement, Isabelle laughed. “It would seem so. You should get inside before you get chilly.”
“Walk me to the door?”
“You afraid the abdo-abominal snowman might grab you?”
“Maybe.” He eyed her, noting how her thumb tapped on the steering wheel. “Would you protect me?”
She laughed again. “I wouldn’t be of much help if something grabs you that you need protecting from.”
“Never underestimate yourself. A sharp mind is a powerful thing.”
“That it is. I’ll make you a deal,” she offered, glancing his way. “I won’t drive off until you’re safely inside and if an abominable snowman tries to snatch you, I’ll gun the gas and take him out.”
“You do that.” Grinning, he leaned across the console separating them and kissed her cheek. “Good night, Blondie.”
*
“That is themost beautiful wedding dress I’ve ever seen.” Isabelle stared in awe at her smiling sister and mentally checkedwedding dressoff Sophie’s wedding checklist.
Four Butterflies beamed.
“It is quite lovely,” Ruby said.
“Perfection,” Aunt Claudia agreed.
Rosie glanced down at her Christmas-manicured nails. “Almost as perfect as mine.”
Maybelle shook her head at her friend, then smiled at Sophie. “You are truly an exquisite bride-to-be.”
“And just look at my gorgeous sister.” Sophie smiled at Isabelle. “I’m so thrilled she’s going to be standing by my side at my wedding next week.”
“I’ll always be by your side,” Isabelle assured, but wasn’t nearly as positive about how gorgeous she felt in her formfitting bridesmaid dress. “Any time you need me.”
And with that, Sophie burst into tears, causing the Butterflies and Isabelle to rush to her.
