Nick tightened her grip on the ranch truck’s cold steering wheel and cast a sidelong glance at her passenger. “I borrowed it.” “Uh-huh.” Next to her, Kat squinted out through the frosted window. “I can’t remember the last time I saw this much snow.” “A white Christmas.” Derek had been enjoying it, but it paled next to how much he wanted to see his baby cousin. “He’s going to be so glad to see you.” “Who, Derek?” Before Nick could answer, Kat half-laughed. “No, of course Derek. Luciano and your dad probably aren’t breathless with anticipation or anything.” “We’ve all missed you.” “I missed you too. I’ve just...been busy.” You didn’t have to be an empath of Kat’s caliber to hear the lie, but Nick let it slide. “Mahalia’s here, you know. For the holidays.” “Yeah?” For the first time since Nick had coaxed Kat out of her dim, cluttered apartment, the girl seemed to brighten a little. “I thought she’d be back in Boca by now.”
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