Snowbound - Harlequin.com

JANICE KAY JOHNSON 159
“Whether you should hand over the van keys to
Dieter and just stick around?”
He hadn’t known he was going to say that, or even that
he was thinking it. Oh, hell, he knew it was an impossibility,
but a damn appealing one. He pictured the two
of them standing side by side, waving as the van turned
onto the newly packed highway and sped up. He could
even see the faces in the window behind circles of steam.
Fiona laughed. “Maybe Dieter could take over my
classes, too. I’m pretty sure he’s smarter than I am.”
He nuzzled her nose. “I’m pretty sure Dieter is
smarter than just about everyone.”
Eyes closed, she murmured, “Smart enough to
realize you were getting rid of him?”
“Probably.” About to kiss her, John paused. “Or
maybe not. He’s a child.”
The way his hands moved up and down her arms, alternately
caressing and kneading, was meant to be a distraction.
Not enough of one, apparently, because she
argued, “I’m not so sure about that. He and Willow are
definitely flirting.”
“They’re like fifth-graders. My friend says her friend
says Jennifer says Fiona likes me.”
Her breath escaped in a warm puff when she giggled.
“Fiona does like you.”
“Ah. Now we’ve achieved high school directness.”
She stood on tiptoe and nipped his lower lip. “Quit
talking.”
A rumble of laughter started in his chest. “Careful.
We may make it into college.”
“Probably not if the snowplow comes today…”