“It went even better than last year.” Sarah paused in front of the table serving as the checkout area. Warm air from the heater hit her pants legs, rising up her body, and she relished the warmth. It wasn’t crazy cold outside, but the heat still felt good after being out of the much warmer tent. Sarah wasn’t ready to loosen her hat or jacket, but she did peel off her scarf and gloves so she’d be able to handle the ornaments more easily. “How are we doing here?”

Claudia gave a thumbs-up. “Already sold lots. We’ve already dug out some of the reserves to restock and the sale has barely started.”

“Yay!”

Bodie stood to the opposite side of the booth, one hand tucked inside his jeans pocket and the other holding Harry’s leash. Harry looked bored at the calmness of the booth after the chaos of the ornament hunt. Bodie looked unsure as to his next move.

Was he planning to leave? Or just lingering for a few minutes before taking her suggestion to get something to eat?

Smiling, she couldn’t resist deepening her voice and asking, “You here for an ornament, sir?”

He snorted. “To put on my nonexistent tree?”

“You could hang it from your truck mirror.”

His brow lifted. “You want me to decorate my truck with Christmas ornaments? I know you love Christmas, but that’s taking things too far.”

“Have you seen some of the vehicles around town? They’re decked out with lights and wreaths. I don’t think one little ornament is going to de-masculinize your truck.”

“I’ve seen some of them. That’s why I’m leery. I give you an inch and you’re going to have my truck wrapped in garlands, lights, and a giant red bow before you’re through.”

At his description, Sarah laughed.

“You have a point, but we do have some lovely snowflakes.” She did a game show hostess move, using her hands to point to the ornaments on the tree and on the peg board behind her. “It would be a shame not to have one as a keepsake of your time in Pine Hill.”

“I need a keepsake?”

“Of course.” No way could he look at a snowflake bought here and not think of her. Selfish, perhaps, but she didn’t want Bodie to drive away and never think of her and Pine Hill again.

The thought of him forgetting…hurt.

His mouth twisted a little, then he surprised her by asking, “Any particular ornament I need?”

Surprised he was actually considering it, she glanced behind her, then over at the tree. She took in each ornament, contemplating it, then moving on. When her gaze fell on the snowflake they’d been adjusting when he’d held her hand earlier, she walked over and took it off the tree.

Recognizing the ornament, his surprised gaze met hers. “That one?”