“He called me his dad,” Joe whispered as Aaron ran for the phone, eager to brag about his coolness.
Louisa turned to him and said, “Yes, he did.”
Joe paused a moment, lost in the warm glow of Aaron referring to him as dad, my dad, then said, “Thank you.”
Before he knew what he was doing, he leaned down and kissed her. It started soft and tentative, just a quick thank-you. But it slowly built into something bigger and more intense.
Her arms snaked around his neck, holding him tight, as if she didn’t want to let go. The feel of her pressing against him, welcoming his touch, shook him.
“Hey,” Aaron said.
They broke apart with the speed of guilty teenagers caught in the act. Louisa was blushing as she backed up, putting distance between them.
“Hey,” Joe said, trying to keep it light. “It’s okay if he catches us kissing. We’re his parents.”
Dear Reader,
The summer after my thirteenth birthday, I read my older sister’s dog-eared copy of Wolf and the Dove by Kathleen E. Woodiwiss and I was hooked. Thousands of romance novels later—I won’t say how many years—I’ll gladly confess that I’m a romance freak! That’s why I am so delighted to become the associate senior editor for the Silhouette Romance line. My goal, as the new manager of Silhouette’s longest-running line, is to bring you brand-new, heartwarming love stories every month. As you read each one, I hope you’ll share the magic and experience love as it was meant to be.
For instance, if you love reading about rugged cowboys and the feisty heroines who melt their hearts, be sure not to miss Judy Christenberry’s Beauty & the Beastly Rancher (#1678), the latest title in her FROM THE CIRCLE K series. And share a laugh with the always-entertaining Terry Essig in Distracting Dad (#1679).
In the next THE TEXAS BROTHERHOOD title by Patricia Thayer, Jared’s Texas Homecoming (#1680), a drifter’s life changes for good when he offers to marry his nephew’s mother. And a secretary’s dream comes true when her boss, who has amnesia, thinks they’re married, in Judith McWilliams’s Did You Say…Wife? (#1681).
Enjoy!
Mavis C. Allen
Associate Senior Editor, Silhouette Romance
Dad Today, Groom Tomorrow
Holly Jacobs
To Sharon Lorei, a woman who, even if she’d chosen a different profession, would always have been a true teacher! I was lucky to have her for a teacher at Seneca High School…luckier still to call her a friend.
Books by Holly Jacobs
Silhouette Romance
Do You Hear What I Hear? #1557
A Day Late and a Bride Short #1653
Dad Today, Groom Tomorrow #1683
HOLLY JACOBS
can’t remember a time when she didn’t read…and read a lot. Writing her own stories just seemed a natural outgrowth of that love. Reading, writing, chauffeuring kids to and from activities makes for a busy life. But it’s one she wouldn’t trade for any other.
Holly lives in Erie, Pennsylvania, with her husband, four children and a one-hundred-and-eighty-pound Old English mastiff. In her “spare” time, Holly loves hearing from her fans. You can write to her at P.O. Box 11102, Erie, PA 16514-1102 or visit her Web site at www.HollyBooks.com.
Contents
Chapter One
“Aaron Joseph, don’t you dare eat that,” Louisa Clancy called, but her grin took any menace from the words. “What have I told you about sneaking chocolates? You’re eating my inventory.”
“Ah, Mom,” the boy said with all the exasperation of a seven-year-old caught in the act of pilfering treats.
“I mean it,” Lou continued, resisting the urge to shake a finger in her son’s face. “I’m closing the store in fifteen minutes, and then we’re going home and eating dinner. You and I both know that if you’ve been munching chocolate, you’re not going to eat a bite.”
“But it was just a taste,” Aaron said, defending his act of petty larceny. “I mean, this is your new chocolate. What if it’s horrible? Then all your customers would go somewhere else. We’d be broke and then you couldn’t buy me a new video game.”
“Oh, so you’re just snitching chocolate to be helpful?” she asked.
Aaron nodded his head so hard, Lou wondered how it stayed mounted on his shoulders.
She mussed his hair.
When had he gotten so big? Every time she turned around he seemed to have grown another inch. “Well, thanks for thinking of my business. Your thoughtfulness is noted, even though I suspect you’re more worried about buying video games than living on the street.”
Sighing at the injustice of being seven—or maybe sighing because of his failed robbery attempt—Aaron thumped his way out of the showroom and into the back room.
Louisa looked around her store, making sure everything was ready to close for the day.
Her store. The words sounded as sweet as the chocolate she sold. She’d owned it for less than a year, but already The Chocolate Bar had more than lived up to its name and its Perry Square location felt like home.
The bell over the front door chimed merrily as Lou slid an envelope back behind a stack of birthday cards.
She glanced at her watch. Five more minutes until she shut the doors. This was her last customer of the day.
She turned, plastered her business smile in place and said, “Hi. Welcome to The Chocolate Bar.”
She looked up. Her smile slowly faded as she stared into piercing green eyes she hadn’t seen in almost eight years.
“Joe,” she whispered as she stared at the one man she never wanted to see again. Despite that fact, her heart sped up of its own accord.
“Hello, Lou. Fancy meeting you here.”
Joseph Delacamp could have kicked himself.