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Hold Your Breath
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Katie Ruggle5,484 ratings, 4.02 average rating, 745 reviews
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“What did you do to him?” he asked in a hushed voice. “Did you get him addicted to happy pills? Did you give him a personality transplant? Hypnotism? You have to tell me, because I have a bet going with Artie.”
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― Hold Your Breath
“Frowning, she warmed up the scone she’d saved for Callum. “I could get a pop-up camper to pull behind my truck. When I get a truck, of course. That way, I could move my house every few days and experience different views.”
“You’re not living in a camper.” He bit into the scone and chewed angrily.
“Excuse me.” The female half of the eavesdropping couple took a step closer to the counter. “Are there any more of those scones?”
Lou pasted a regretful smile on her face. “Sorry, no. This was the last one.”
“I didn’t see it in the display.” The woman scowled. “I specifically asked if you had any scones, and you said you were out.”
“I had to hold this one back. It was defective.”
“Defective?” Her eyes darted between Lou’s expression of fake sympathy and the small bite of scone Callum hadn’t eaten yet. “It looked fine.”
“I licked it.” Lou heard Callum choke on the last piece of scone, but she couldn’t look at him or she would start laughing. If his airway was blocked, he was going to have to give himself the Heimlich.
The woman’s suspicious expression didn’t ease. “Why did you let him eat it then?”
“Oh, his tongue is in my mouth all the time,” Lou said sweetly, and Callum’s coughing increased. “I didn’t think he’d mind my germs.”
With a sound of frustration, the woman stormed out of the shop, followed closely by the male half of the couple. The bells rang merrily as the door closed behind them, as if celebrating their absence.
“Sparks,” Callum rasped once his coughing died down. “You’re going to kill me.”
“But what a way to go.”
“True.” Grabbing her hand, he pulled her closer and leaned across the counter. “Now give me some of those germs.”
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“You’re not living in a camper.” He bit into the scone and chewed angrily.
“Excuse me.” The female half of the eavesdropping couple took a step closer to the counter. “Are there any more of those scones?”
Lou pasted a regretful smile on her face. “Sorry, no. This was the last one.”
“I didn’t see it in the display.” The woman scowled. “I specifically asked if you had any scones, and you said you were out.”
“I had to hold this one back. It was defective.”
“Defective?” Her eyes darted between Lou’s expression of fake sympathy and the small bite of scone Callum hadn’t eaten yet. “It looked fine.”
“I licked it.” Lou heard Callum choke on the last piece of scone, but she couldn’t look at him or she would start laughing. If his airway was blocked, he was going to have to give himself the Heimlich.
The woman’s suspicious expression didn’t ease. “Why did you let him eat it then?”
“Oh, his tongue is in my mouth all the time,” Lou said sweetly, and Callum’s coughing increased. “I didn’t think he’d mind my germs.”
With a sound of frustration, the woman stormed out of the shop, followed closely by the male half of the couple. The bells rang merrily as the door closed behind them, as if celebrating their absence.
“Sparks,” Callum rasped once his coughing died down. “You’re going to kill me.”
“But what a way to go.”
“True.” Grabbing her hand, he pulled her closer and leaned across the counter. “Now give me some of those germs.”
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“When he leaned in this time, Lou was prepared, turning her face so his lips met her cheek instead of her mouth. She met his glower with a stern look of her own. PDAs required a prior discussion and agreement by both involved parties. He couldn’t just go throwing his testosterone around because there were other males lurking nearby.”
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― Hold Your Breath
“Is that a body?” Derek yelled from the ice.
“Yep, that's a dead guy,” Phil said, his voice as casual as if it were a beer can floating next to them and not the waxy gray back of a corpse
“Huh.” Derek didn't sound too freaked about it, either. “Lou, I'm good with finders keepers, then. You can have it.”
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“Yep, that's a dead guy,” Phil said, his voice as casual as if it were a beer can floating next to them and not the waxy gray back of a corpse
“Huh.” Derek didn't sound too freaked about it, either. “Lou, I'm good with finders keepers, then. You can have it.”
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“Squeezing her palms against her temples, she took another deep breath. It didn’t help. Her heart was still hopping around in her chest. Letting her hands drop to her sides, she gave up. It was time to accept the fact that she was going to behave like an idiot in front of Callum. It was unfortunate but, at the same time, inevitable.”
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― Hold Your Breath
“Not that I’m saying you have OCD or anything. You just like things to be organized. Really, really organized.”
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― Hold Your Breath
“I have a level. I am fully stocked with tools, despite being in possession of a vagina.”
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― Hold Your Breath
“To Mom and Dad.
As promised, here's the disclaimer:
None of the bad parenting in this book is based on my childhood memories.
Love, Katie ”
― Hold Your Breath
As promised, here's the disclaimer:
None of the bad parenting in this book is based on my childhood memories.
Love, Katie ”
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“Good.” Her smile was shaky. “Think they’re going to be okay?” His gaze was steady, so confident and trustworthy that she knew she would believe anything he said at that moment with all her heart. “Yeah. I do.”
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― Hold Your Breath
“She slid off the bed and shuffled toward the bathroom. “Give me fifteen minutes, and then we can go.” At his disbelieving snort, she stopped and scowled at him. “What?” “You’re really going to be ready in fifteen minutes?” “Fourteen and a half, now.” She slammed the bathroom door behind her before shouting, “And make yourself useful in the meantime and cook breakfast!”
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― Hold Your Breath
