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The lobby coffee shop looked like the bastard love child of a Hallmark movie and an ugly Christmas sweater.
And then, the music. Were they serious? It was the beginning of November. Did they have to play the music, too?
If I’d still had a heart in the cold, empty space in my chest, it might have stopped beating at hearing those names. But I didn’t, so nothing happened. “I know the Cooks.” Nigel’s eyebrows lifted again. “You do? Family friends or something?” More like the parents of the girl I’d almost married when I was too young to know better.
He chuckled, just the slightest laugh. Once upon a time, that sound would have had me dropping my panties in about two seconds. It took a lot to make Elias laugh, but when you did, it was like liquid gold.
My heart tried to do something. Start beating again, maybe. Whatever it was, it hurt and I did not like it.
Straightening my shoulders, I swallowed back the sensation. Forced it behind a wall of ice where it wouldn’t get in the way. When she turned to face me, her eyes widening with surprise, I didn’t even flinch. Despite the fact that she was still the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
“How do I look at her?” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Like you want to jingle her bells.”
I loved her so much. That was why I wasn’t afraid. I loved her and I loved the child we’d made. This hadn’t been the plan—not even close. But it had happened. And now that it had, I’d realized something.
I wanted this. I wanted a family.
“Belle.” He grabbed my chin and tilted my face up toward his. “You always do that.” “Don’t pretend like you know me.” With his hand still gripping my chin, he inched his face closer to mine. “I do know you.”
His jaw hitched and he growled, a low sound in his throat. Hooking his arm around my waist, he hauled me roughly against him. Before I could say a word, he grabbed my ponytail and took my mouth with his.
“It’s so romantic, don’t you think? Two feuding families brought together by love?” She sighed. “It’s beyond romantic. I love it so much. Honestly, someone should write a book about it.” “I’d read it.”
