Chapter Three
A Broken Night
Pete had taken the dishes into the bathroom to wash them in one of the sinks. Valentina followed with the pots and set them in the sink next to his. She let the water run as hot as it would go, scraping the burnt remains of Stu’s attempt at cooking from the bottom with the edge of a spoon.
“You know, I’m bringing my brother back to the north pole once I find him,” she said. “Perhaps we’ll see each other then, if you’re still there.”
The corner of his mouth pulled up a bit as he looked over at her. The top of her head was just even with his shoulder, and the way he looked down, warm brown eyes through thick lashes that were almost too pretty, made her stomach jump again. “I look forward to it.”
He finished up and carried the dishes back out to air-dry befor
