Cari Lynn - Make Me A Match

He had a better chance of selling a Suburban.

“What time will you be back?” Nora asked when Coop came to say goodbye.

“Worried about me?” The wind whistled between the buildings. Coop adjusted Zoe’s stocking cap more firmly around her little ears.

“I’m a mother. I worry about everything.” At his frown she added, “I worry this matchmaking thing is going to blow up in your face. And I’m worried someone out here is going to get their feelings hurt.”

Mine. When you leave and take Zoe.

He had a thing for her. Couldn’t she tell? The wind reached its cold hands inside his jacket and shook the material, covering up Coop’s shock at the increasingly strong sentiment that he didn’t want Nora and Zoe to go.

“If you and your friends are serious about matchmaking, you should charge for these things.” She half turned away from him, sheltering Zoe from the wind.

“We’re serious.” About winning the bet and getting out of Alaska. “This kind of work can open doors for us.”

“I hope you don’t mean bedroom doors.” Her smile sparkled as bright as sunshine on a snowdrift.

Would Nora want to leave? To go through that open door with him? “Have you ever thought about moving away from Alaska?”

“No.” Her brow furrowed. “Why would I? My older brothers live here.”

The hopes he hadn’t acknowledged fell. Nora wanted to stay. He wanted to go. Yet he couldn’t quite let loose the idea. “What if there was a job waiting for you in another state?”

Her gaze turned suspicious. “I thought you were serious about the matchmaker business, about building something and...”

“I am, but I’m also not close-minded about better jobs elsewhere.” And then he made a tactical error. “We made a bet with Coach about the matchmaking and if we win...”

“You made a bet involving a job?” Clouds of frost emitted from her mouth and chilled him. “Is this a game to you?”

“No. Keep your voice down.” He took her arm and walked away from the vehicles. “These are my friends. I want them to be happy.”

“But there’s a bet involved.” Her face pinched, and not from the cold.

“Coop, let’s get this show on the road.” Ty climbed into the passenger seat of the lead Suburban.

Suddenly, Coop was all too aware that the clock was ticking on his and Nora’s time together. “You’ll be here when I get back? I’ll explain everything then.”

“Of course I’ll be here. Mary Jo is going with you.”

“Good.” He leaned in and kissed Zoe’s nose.

And then he kissed Nora’s, telling himself it wasn’t a final kiss goodbye.

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