Love And Mistletoe
“Sometimes, they’d go out to a café or a pub after they’d finished their work. Other times, they’d part on the steps of the study center. Regardless of where they took their leave of one another, there was always an odd, electrically charged tug-of-war between them. The urge to kiss her was overwhelming. He’d always had a crush on Sharon MacCarthy, even if he’d been loath to admit it to himself.
Outside Ballybeg, she was a toned-down version of the brash, insouciant charmer who’d both fascinated and infuriated him in the four years he’d lived there. Her crazy dress sense was the same, regardless of the setting, but her humor was wittier, and her sharp intelligence was a pleasant surprise. By constantly telling him, herself, and—presumably—the world, that she’d never be as smart as her older brother, Sharon was selling herself short.
“So,” he said, shutting his laptop, “want to relocate to a nonacademic environment?”
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