Dana surrendered Maisy into his arms. “Yeah. What is it about this middle of the night thing that she’ll only settle for you?”
He put Maisy up against his shoulder, patting her back and cooing to her. She immediately started to quiet. He looked at Dana. “I always do my best work when the sun’s down, babe.”
She laughed. He didn’t even mean that sexually. He definitely was a night owl. The fact that his family business was a tavern had worked out perfectly for him.
“Well,” she said, tipping her head and studying her amazing husband with the little girl who had stolen another piece of her heart, “I sure hope the next one is a mama’s boy.”
Chloe and Grace loved her, of course, but Logan was very popular with all of the Doucet Trahan girls. A little boy who thought she hung the moon would be okay.
“You just let me know when you’re ready to work on that,” Logan said, giving her a hot look.
She laughed. She’d kind of planned on telling him the news tonight when he came into the nursery anyway, and now it seemed like the perfect time. “Well, we all have about eight and a half months to get ready for that.” She started for the nursery door, wondering how long that would take to sink in.
“Babe?” Logan asked.
She turned back. “Yeah?”
“You want to try to get pregnant again in eight and a half months?”
But she could tell that he already knew what she’d meant. “No.”
“No?” His eyes widened and then his grin widened. “You’re pregnant again? Already?”
She shrugged. “Well, what did you expect when you hooked up with the most fertile woman in Louisiana?”
Then she blew him a kiss, gave her now-perfectly-content baby girl a loving look, and headed back to bed. She needed her sleep. After all, she had to decorate one hundred Nutter Butters in the morning. As tombstones and ghosts. And no, it wasn’t Halloween. They were just for an everyday snack-time. In Grace’s classroom.
Dana smiled as she made her way downstairs on her nightly detour through the dark house. She couldn’t wait to see what kind of Nutter Butters and what color of slime Maisey was into. And if they’d have another dancer, or a pianist, or basketball player. She put her hand over her stomach. Or maybe all of the above, she thought, as she moved the globe from one end table to the other.
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Lindsey is expecting to spend Christmas with her sons alone while her husband Matt is serving his country overseas. But Santa has a surprise for her at the Christmas party…and he’s going to make the most of her love for eggnog and mistletoe!
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Excerpt from Easy Going
A sexy, New Orleans bartender.
A little jazz. A few beignets.
And ONE very hot weekend.
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Just one.
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Supposedly.
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“What can I get you?” Then he glanced at Addison. “And please don’t say a hurricane.” He gave her a wink.
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She smiled. “You don’t know how to make a hurricane?”
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He chuckled. “You can’t get your liquor license in New Orleans without proving you know how to make a hurricane.” The drink had been invented at one of the most famous bars in the Quarter, Pat O’Brien’s, and they served them by the gallons over there. But they didn’t make the best ones. Several places served them and a few even did it pretty well. Pierre Maspero’s, for instance. But no one could touch the recipe Ellie Landry used at her tiny dive bar just outside the bayou town of Autre, Louisiana.
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So Gabe didn’t even try.
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“If you want a hurricane, I’ll take you to the best place for them in Louisiana,” he said. Though why he’d said “take you” instead of “send you,” he wasn’t sure. “Just like if you want gumbo, I won’t serve it to you, because if you’re gonna eat gumbo, you’re gonna do it right and that means havin’ my grandma’s. Now,” he said, taking out a glass and filling it part-way with lemonade. “If you want a Pimm’s cup that will make you wonder how you ever drank anything else, or seafood pot pie that you’ll dream about, or brown butter pecan pie that you’ll want to roll around in, then you’ve come to the right place.”
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Addison looked at Elena with wide eyes. “Brown butter pecan pie?”
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Elena laughed. “Yeah. And it’s that good. It’s how Gabe and Logan get all the ladies.”
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Addison looked back at Gabe. She lifted a brow. “Which one are you?”
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“Gabe.” He pointed behind her. “That’s my brother Logan.”
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Addison glanced over to where Logan was setting plates of food down in front of customers. She looked back. “You both need pie to get ladies?”
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“No one said need,” he told her with a grin.
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“What do you know about pralines?”
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“I can make you a praline milkshake that will make you want to propose to me,” he told her honestly.
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“Huh. What’s in that?”
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Playful. That was exactly his impression of her from the texts, and he couldn’t begin to describe how amazing it was to find out she was the same in person. “Whiskey, caramel, ice cream and—”
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“Say no more,” she said. “I want that.”
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“You got a ring in your pocket?” he asked.
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She laughed. “Maybe we New York girls are harder to impress than the girls you’ve been feeding whiskey to.”
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