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Yet, with the way she’d lingered in the shop, inhaling scents, appreciating the various offerings, she clearly enjoyed finer things.
Frost wanted to be the man to spoil her in the way she deserved.
Back downstairs, the bar was hopping, but they were shown to a table close to a jazz trio.
Christmas had exploded all over here as well, with garland draped everywhere, including hanging from the light fixtures. In a glass holder, a candle burned on the table, a wreath of small pine cones surrounding it.
Less than thirty seconds after they were settled, a server stopped by wearing a Santa hat.
The Quarter’s party had been enough for Frost. But seeing Kaylee’s grins was its own reward.
While he opted for a whiskey, she selected a Sinful Christmas, which was the bar’s version of a White Russian, but heavy on cinnamon and other holiday spices.
In a surprisingly short amount of time, given how busy they were, the server returned with their beverages.
Frost lifted his glass to her while she picked up the stick of cinnamon that rested across the top of her glass and dropped it in her drink.
“Oh my God,” she said after her first sip. “With all that spice and cream, and the amount of alcohol, sinful is right.”
She took another drink before sliding it to the side. “Whew. That’s…potent.”
A loud group spilled into the place, so he angled his chair to be closer to her. “We could head to the dining room.”
“Are you kidding? I love it here.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Is this about the money?”
“Not at all. It’s the stuffy atmosphere I want to avoid. I mean, look at all the people.”
Many of whom were wearing ridiculous sweaters and exchanging gift bags and laughing raucously.
“They serve food, right? I want a pizza.”
Whatever the lady wanted, he’d make happen.
“Sooner rather than later to absorb some of that vodka.”
He laughed and flagged down their server, and Kaylee turned in her order.
“Anything for you, sir?”
He’d wanted a sirloin steak alongside a large salad. “Hamburger?”
“How would you like that cooked?”
That question pleased him. At least they all didn’t come off the grill the same way. “Medium rare.”
“Cheese?”
“Pepper jack.”
“Fries okay?”
He was going to ask for a healthier option, but Kaylee’s eyes lit up. And he’d take this side of her anytime. “Yes.”
“See?” she demanded when they were alone. “Isn’t this fun?”
He leaned toward her. “Fun would be having you all to myself in my dungeon.”
