He and whoever was in charge were going to have to come to terms. Now he got out of his chair and headed for the stairs. Dante, on the other hand, was ready to beg the nearest judge for an injunction. Rafe didn't seem to mind the noise that started promptly at three every single afternoon and went well into the evening. The offices were in an older part of Fool's Gold and had been built long before the invention of soundproofing. Either Rafe hadn't noticed or didn't care about the dance school parked directly above. His business partner had been the one to rent the temporary space. He, on the other hand, had a pounding pain right behind his eyes and the thought that he would cheerfully strangle Rafe first thing in the morning. They laughed and shrieked, obviously not worn out by an hour of misstepping practice. Just before eight, he heard the clog dancers going down the stairs. He and his business partner had plenty of other projects that needed his attention. He saved the spreadsheet and went to work on his e-mail. The clog dancers had made the conversation impossible. He'd stayed late specifically to speak to Franklin about an international business deal that had developed a few glitches. Which meant it was 11:15 in the morning in Shanghai. The ever-present clock told him it was 7:15. "Look, I'll call you back in a couple of hours." The stupid dance class would be over by then, at least he hoped so.ĭante glanced at the bottom right of his computer screen. "What's going on there?" Franklin asked, his voice barely audible over the banging that nearly kept time with the damned piano music. The steady thudding above his head paused briefly, then started up again.
"You'll have to repeat that," he yelled into the receiver. The sound of eight tiny reindeer had nothing on a half-dozen eight year-olds clog dancing, Dante Jefferson thought as he held the phone more closely to his ear. Dante has always believed that love is dangerous, but that was before he had to reckon with the magic of a certain small town, where miracles do seem to happen…. Evie is his best friend's sister-off-limits unless he's willing to risk his heart.
When he confronts their gorgeous teacher, he's unprepared for their searing attraction. Jaded lawyer Dante Jefferson is getting used to the town he now calls home, but the pounding of little dancers' feet above his office is more than he can take. When she's recruited to stage the winter festival, she vows to do as promised, then move on, anywhere but here. So she won't add to the awkward scenario by falling for the charms of her brother's best friend, no matter how tempting he is. An injury has forced her to return home to her estranged family.
The cheer in Fool's Gold, California, is bringing out the humbug in dancer Evie Stryker. 9.5 Reissued: OctoDante has always believed that love is dangerous, but in Fool's Gold, miracles do happen.
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