go anywhere, she couldn’t deny them. Also, her mom hadn’t
had a chance to meet Ty.
“You
look beautiful.” Ty’s eyes swept over her fitted knee-length sweater dress,
tights, and boots. “I didn’t realize I was supposed to dress up.”
Kazlyn
did a quick pirouette. “It’s just comfy and warm.”
Ty
placed his hand on her waist. The look in his eyes made her feel special and
made her want to do more than just hug him. “The way you move is…beautiful.
Like everything is a dance.”
Kazlyn
understood why women swooned.
“And
the schmoozer decided to knock on our front door.” Luke strode into the
entryway, followed closely by Porter.
Tension
filled the room. Kazlyn debated which name to call Luke first.
Porter
extended his hand. “Porter Wilson.”
“Tyrese
Hamilton. It’s nice to meet you.” Relief swept across Ty’s features. He grinned
and Kazlyn wondered how anyone could resist him.
“You,
too,” Porter said.
Kazlyn
arched an eyebrow at Luke. He sighed loudly and extended his hand. “Luke.”
“Nice
to meet you, Luke.” Ty stood so confident with his characteristic grin on his
face. If he worried about Luke throwing another punch, he didn’t show it.
Kazlyn’s
mom rushed into the entryway and saved Luke from replying. “Oh, Ty, oh, my,
you’re just so handsome and tall. You’re taller than Luke.”
Ty
laughed and extended his hand. Rebecca brushed it away and gave him a hug. She
was so short her head didn’t clear his chest.
“I
understand you couldn’t go home for Christmas,” Rebecca said. “I’m so sorry.”
“Thank
you, ma’am.”
“None
of this ma’aming nonsense. Will you come to church and dinner with us
tomorrow?”
“I’d
love to.”
Luke
scowled, but Porter smiled as he watched the interaction. Kazlyn tugged on Ty’s
arm. “We’re going to go now.”
Ty
held the door open for her. “I’ll see you all tomorrow.”
Luke
stepped up to the door and delivered his parting shot, “Take as good of care of
her as you’d want someone to take of your little sisters.”
Ty
nodded solemnly. “You can count on it.”
Luke
cracked a brief smile before closing the door.
“You
can breathe now.” Kazlyn bumped him with her shoulder.
Ty
wrapped his arm around her and laughed. “Was I that obvious?”
“No,
but I know Luke can be scary.”
“It’s
a good big brother quality.”
They
drove to the open town square crowded with carnival rides, games, and food
vendors. The night was wonderful, as they laughed through corn dogs, fried pickles,
hot cocoa, looks from all the locals, and introductions and hugs from old
friends and neighbors.
They
got whiplash and the giggles on the bumper cars and Kazlyn almost lost her
fried pickles on the Tilt-a-Whirl. It was fun but Kazlyn just wanted to be
alone with him and the loud Christmas music was enough to give her a headache.
“C’mere.”
She tugged on his hand and they tromped through some deep snow down to the
stream that was still gurgling despite the cold. The stars reflected in the ice
dotting the banks. Ty wrapped his arms around her and they started swaying to
the music. She loved the feel of his strong body close to hers and his clean,
fresh scent.
“You’re
a dancer?” Ty asked.
Kazlyn
looked up at him. “Used to be. How did you know?”
“Just
the way you move. Why not anymore?”
She
glanced across the snow at the party going on and children screaming on
carnival rides. The night was clear and the stars were out, though the
golden glow from the carnival made it harder to see them. “Too busy.”
“You
miss it?”
She
nodded.
Ty
pulled away from her and stomped around in the snow until he’d created a flat
area. “Dance for me.”
Kazlyn
shook her head. “I wouldn’t know what to do.”
Ty
came closer and she had to remind herself to breathe as a grin split his handsome
face. He gently touched her eyelids. “Close your eyes.” She obeyed, savoring
the feel of his fingertips on
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