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Chapter 29
Dak didn’t respond to that. “I also leased an office space for the next few weeks, so maybe I can get a little more done. The inn is a great place to stay, but it’s not exactly suitable for work.”
Memory raised an eyebrow. “What office space?”
A crooked grin spread across his face, and he held her gaze for a second. “I’m not sure I should tell you.”
“Why?” Before he answered, she put two and two together. “The empty building next to my shop?” Dak nodded, and Memory smirked back at him, shaking her head. “You just can’t leave me alone can you?” She was teasing, but she felt a rush of color come to her face.
“Apparently not,” he replied, still grinning at her. “Don’t worry—I won’t be there too often. I just needed a place to set up a desk and keep my files organized.”
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A blast of cold air set her cheeks aflame, and she was glad she’d chosen not to walk. It felt like the temperature had dropped twenty degrees while they were inside, and it was beginning to snow. Soft flakes cascaded from the heavens, a fine, delicate layer of down fluttering from the sky.“Fresh material for the snowman makers,” Dak noted, pulling gently on her arm and leading her down the sidewalk, through the diner parking lot to a public lot next door.She could tell which SUV was his because it was running, and she found herself gaping as he went around to open the passenger side door for her. “Wait—is this a rental?” she asked, staring at the gray Mercedes.“Uh, no,” Dak said, holding the door open for her. “It was a graduation present. From my parents.”Memory caught his eyes for a minute, hers wide, but managed to move past him and sl
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“Is he interested in me?” she muttered to herself, unlocking the door and turning to wave at him before ducking inside and locking the door behind her, not wanting to turn the lights on and potentially attract people who might assume she was open. “No, he can’t be,” she whispered aloud as she headed to the back. “Why would he be? He’s just a nice guy. A very attractive, funny, intelligent, extremely wealthy, nice guy. Not that the money matters—because it doesn’t.” After all, if he got all of that money from taking advantage of families like the ones who owned those homes he was looking at, then that would just be wrong, and she wouldn’t want to be associated with it at all.She had a feeling that wasn’t the case, though. It sounded like both of his parents were successful in their fields, and perhaps they had also come from money. She couldn’t imagine what that would be like&m
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Memory laughed along with her, tucking the kit under her arm as the two made their way through the snow to the area where everyone else was gathering. The field next to the lake was huge, so there would be plenty of room for the contestants to spread out and gather as much snow as they needed. The planning committee had set up some bleachers so that spectators could watch, and the same hot cocoa stand from the night before had been moved over, along with a popcorn cart. The scent of kettle corn wafted through the air, and Memory inhaled deeply, her stomach growling.“I told you you should’ve eaten a bigger lunch,” Ellie commented under her breath.“I didn’t have time,” Memory reminded her. “We were busy. Besides, I’d still want kettle corn.”“That I believe,” Ellie said, causing Memory to look at her out of the corner of her eye. “I’ve notice
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Memory’s lungs were burning as she fought for air. Between the laughing and the running, she couldn’t draw a solid breath, but once there were a few other teams between themselves and Kirsten and Maison, Dak stopped, doubling over as he was also caught in a fit of laughter. He let go of her arm, and it suddenly felt as if Memory were missing a part of herself.“Focus,” Memory managed to get out. Her cheeks were beginning to ache from so much joking around in the cold. “We don’t even have a game plan.”“Do we need one?” He was beginning to regain his ability to breathe, still grinning at her.“Sure,” Memory said, dropping the bag on the ground between them. “Who’s going to make what part of the snowman? Do we have enough snow right here? What is this snowman wearing? How will we make sure the leashes aren’t too heavy for his faux stick a
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“Huh? Oh, yeah.” She shook her head, pulling her thoughts away from where they’d drifted to, the fact that her grandma wasn’t there with the rest of the family, and then turned to consider where she should start rolling the bottom so that it would end up where she wanted it to. With a decent plan, she dug in, gathering as much snow as she could into her arms and then working it into a ball, though it was wider than it was tall. She worked it around the ground in their area, noticing Dak had moved away a bit to start on the middle so they wouldn’t be needing the same snow. In the back of her mind, she noted he’d called her Mem, something no one had ever done before. It was odd—but she sort of liked it, kind of like when her dad called her Ree.Memory rolled up what she thought was enough snow for the bottom and then backed up a minute to look at it. She glanced at Dak and saw he had the middle and was working on t
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“Or not,” Dak replied in response to her statement. “It looks great, Mem. Come on. Let’s get the hat and the dogs. Oh—and the arms.”“All right.” She wasn’t completely satisfied, but she knew he was right. There were other things that needed to come first. She took the hat, which had the same logo for the humane society, and put it on top, melding the edges into his head so it would stay put so long as a huge wind gust didn’t come along--like the one the other day that had caught her off guard.Dak had the faux twig arms inserted. “Is that deep enough?” he asked, scrutinizing his work.“I think so. This one needs to go in a little bit more because it’ll be holding the leashes.” Memory gave the snowman’s right arm a few more twists. “All right—did you get collars, or just leashes?”“G
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