Brooke, with her mittened hands and jaunty red coat. She’d worn a fleece hat, as well, which covered her ears but left her cheeks and button nose to brave the elements by themselves. He’d wanted to hold her close and cover those exposed areas with warm kisses. The episode at the tree lot had both intrigued and puzzled him. She’d looked happy to see him, yet scared to death at the same time. And pensive. As if there were a few too many secrets she knew about him. Like what? he wondered. What was she afraid of? Him? Her feelings? Something else? Thinking back to their night together, he remembered how open she’d seemed. He’d been transfixed by her beauty and her lust for life. He’d loved how she’d laughed when she and Aaron had danced, as if she was happy just to be alive. He’d felt their evening had been magical. She’d brought new energy to the party from the moment he’d seen her, looking like a fairy princess in that flowing gown.
What do You think about Fairytale Christmas (2012)?
