Beauty and the Wolf / Their Miracle Twins by Nikki Logan Lois Faye Dyer Read Free Book Online Page B

realize they’re attracted. Probably happen sooner rather than later,” he added.
    “Perhaps,” Cornelia conceded. “But some people are
so
obtuse, they wouldn’t see the perfect partner if they tripped over them.”
    Her voice held an underlying snap, but Harry didn’t notice.
    “Well, I still think Nicholas would make the perfect man for Frankie.”
    Cornelia’s eyes widened, then narrowed over Harry’s face. “Please tell me you’re not matchmaking again, Harry.”
    Her voice held an ominous tone. Harry winced. “Now, Cornelia,” he said persuasively, “what makes you think I’d do that?”
    Cornelia wasn’t entirely convinced but let the subject drop as the orchestra left the bandstand for a break and they returned to their table.
    Three hours later, after dinner followed by more champagne and dancing, Eli handed Frankie into the back of the limousine once more.
    The car moved smoothly away from the hotel portico. Outside the tinted windows, the glow of downtown Seattle’s neon signs, bright car headlights and red taillights blurred into rivers of moving color in the rain.
    Frankie sighed and relaxed, turning her head against the buttery soft leather seat to look at Eli. “I think we were a success tonight. Harry was clearly surprised tosee you with me, although I’m not sure he’s convinced yet that we’re a couple. What do you think?”
    “I suspect it’s going to take more than one appearance to make Harry believe we’re involved. He needs to be convinced you’re crazy about me and unlikely to be interested in someone else if he’s going to stop trying to hook you up with Nicholas.” Eli’s half smile was wry. “Harry’s like a dog with a bone. Once he gets an idea in his head, it takes major evidence to get him to change his mind. He’s stubborn.”
    “Then we’ll just have to be even more determined—and outlast him. Are you up for that?”
    Eli shrugged, his eyes glinting at the challenge. “I told you when we first talked about this that I didn’t expect Harry to be easily convinced.” He shrugged. “Tonight was just the opening salvo in a campaign—but in the end, we’ll win.”
    Frankie stared at him, arrested. “You sound like a character out of the
Godfather
movies. I suppose next you’ll be telling me we need to go to the mattresses.”
    He laughed out loud. “We might reach that point, knowing Harry.”
    “I know,” Frankie murmured, distracted by the flash of his smile in the shadowy interior of the limo. “I confess, when I came up with this plan, I thought we could be seen together a couple of times and Harry would abandon his matchmaking schemes. I should have known he wouldn’t give up so easily.”
    “Not to worry.” Eli picked up her hand, threading her fingers through his before resting their joined hands onhis thigh. “We’re partners, right? The two of us together are a match for Harry.”
    The car slowed, pulling to the curb and stopping. Eli glanced out the window. “We’re home.” Before their driver could exit to open their door, Eli stepped out and opened an umbrella as he turned to lend Frankie a hand.
    Rain pattered on the umbrella, but beneath it Frankie was warm and dry, tucked into the curve of Eli’s side, his hand at her waist. They hurried up the sidewalk to the shelter of the condo building’s wide overhang. The lobby was empty and quiet when they entered, the elevator and third-floor hallway equally hushed.
    Frankie unlocked her door and turned, her shoulder brushing against Eli’s black tux jacket. “I’ll call you as soon as I talk to Mom and find out where we might run into Harry again,” she told him.
    “Sounds good.” He leaned in and brushed a kiss against her mouth. “Good night,” he murmured, his blue eyes darkened between half-lowered lashes.
    “Good night,” Frankie managed to respond before slipping inside and closing the door. She leaned back against the panels, hearing the sound of the elevator’s ping