the town librarian whispered to Garrett, “but we’re closing early today for our Christmas party. You and Ms. Barnesworth will have to go.” “Sure. I understand.” For the past three hours, he and Eve had searched computer archives of neighboring towns’ birth announcements. As usual, with no results. Eve groaned. “Chin up,” he said with what he hoped came across as a playful nudge. His elbow had grazed her right breast, reminding him all too well just how intoxicating her bare skin had felt against his. “Maybe on the way out we’ll snag a few cookies.” “You’re obsessed with cookies.” He grinned. “It’s Christmas. Now that the whole Santa conspiracy is out of the box, baked goods are all I have.” She closed her eyes and sighed. “What?” Despite having done his dead-level best to fatten her up, she still seemed frail.
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