"It's just one kiss," she whispered, the scent of cinnamon and winter air clinging to her. "To save the season."
The snow in Manhattan didn't fall; it attacked. Inside "The Rusty Anchor," Noah Cooper stared at a glass of eggnog that looked more like liquid lead than holiday cheer. He was a man who preferred spreadsheets to tinsel, and logic to the chaotic "magic" of December. Then he saw her. Download Eggnog, Mistletoe, Noah Cooper epub
"I don't believe in traditions that involve public displays of affection," he grumbled, though he didn't move away. "It's just one kiss," she whispered, the scent
Missy looked up, then at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You know the rules, Mr. Cooper. It’s tradition." He was a man who preferred spreadsheets to
"And you're going to die of boredom, Noah," she shot back, wobbling dangerously. "The world needs more whimsy. This pub needs more greenery."
Noah looked at the eggnog, then at the girl who made the cold city feel warm. He leaned down, discarding his spreadsheets and logic. In that crowded, noisy bar, the "Download" of his heart’s new software was complete. It wasn't just a kiss; it was the start of a story that neither of them wanted to end.