He didn’t quite meet her eyes, but said, “You’re welcome.”

She gave him a hopeful look. “So, you’ll go with me to get a tree?”

“You don’t need me to go. You have my truck key,” he reminded. “Go find your tree. There will be someone to help you load it and I’ll unload when you get back here. Problem solved.”

He was right. She could do that. But…

“You might not get another chance to see Harvey Farms before you leave Pine Hill. It would be a shame to miss out on seeing something so magical.”

“I’ve seen farms before, Sarah. Not a one of them was magical.”

“That’s because you weren’t at a Christmas tree farm with me.”

He shook his head, but a flicker in his eyes spurred her on.

“Mrs. Harvey makes a delicious soup and sandwich,” she tempted. “Plus, in addition to trees, they have a gift shop that sells the most awesome homemade goodies ever. Oh, and you can buy fresh holly wreaths, too. We could get one for the front door.”

One side of his mouth hiked up. “All that? Really?”

“Really,” she agreed, not caring that he found her enthusiasm amusing. She wanted to show him Harvey Farms. “It’s not quite as wonderful as the festival, but Harvey Farms is still like a dream come true.”

“Your dream, maybe.” He leaned back against the kitchen counter, crossed his muscular arms, and regarded her. “You know this isn’t my kind of thing.”

“Only because you’ve never been,” she assured him, thinking how much fun she’d have showing him one of her favorite places, letting him see it through her eyes. Bodie didn’t have a lot of Christmas spirit, but she suspected that came from lack of exposure.

Holiday happiness was contagious, and she wanted to infect him with a big dose of Christmas goodness.

“I’ll be fine if I never go,” he countered.

“Once you’ve tasted Mrs. Harvey’s yummy soup you’ll think otherwise. No one should go their whole lives without sampling some of her treats.” Just recalling how wonderful the woman’s past offerings had been had Sarah’s mouth watering. “I’m sure Harry would love the opportunity to stretch his legs.”

This point seemed to make more of an impact. He tilted his head and seemed to be actually considering it. “There is that,” he admitted. “Though I could just take him for a walk around the block.”

“Wouldn’t he rather run through the woods? The trees are breathtaking. Like a forest of Christmas enchantment waiting to happen.”

“A forest of Christmas enchantment waiting to happen?” Snorting with amusement, he shook his head. “You sure you don’t work for a holiday advertising company?”

“Am I selling you on coming with me?”

“You’re not going to leave without me, are you?”

Excitement filled her. “After you’ve worked so hard since you arrived, it would be my pleasure to take you to Harvey Farm today.”

“Your pleasure to take me, eh?” A full grin broke out on his face. “In my truck?”