“I thought you were the bossy one,” Jamie responded to his sister’s comment while his speculative gaze lingered on Fallon.
“I’m not bossy,” she denied.
His lips twitched. “Of course not. And now, I really do need to get out to the barn to check on Daisy,” he said, suddenly remembering his expectant mare.
Fallon nodded. “Will we see you at lunch?”
“Not if I’m going to finish up early to go out hunting for a Christmas tree.”
“I didn’t ask you to do that,” she pointed out.
“It gets dark early this time of year.” He snagged a couple of muffins out of the container on the table, then winked at her on his way to the door. “These will tide me over.”
She started to offer to wrap them up and fill a thermos with coffee, then clenched her teeth to hold back the words. She was pleased that he liked the muffins, but while offering baked goods was an acceptable and neighborly gesture, sending him off with a bagged lunch and a hot beverage was something a wife would do.
And Fallon wasn’t his wife—she was his friend and his children’s babysitter, nothing more. She needed to remember that—for the sake of her own heart.
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A Bravo for Christmas
Copyright © 2016 by Christine Rimmer
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