Free On Dublin Street by Samantha Young Page B

series.”
    Clark ’ s eyes widened fractionally behind his glasses. “I love fantasy novels. You know, I ’ d be happy to read it before you send it off for queries.”
    “You mean, beta-read it?”
    “Yes. If you ’ d like?”
    Remembering that Clark was a college professor and was used to grading papers, I was secretly really pleased by his offer. I gave him a small smile of gratitude. “That would be great. I ’ d really appreciate it. Of course, I ’ m nowhere near finished yet.”
    “Well, when you are, just give me a shout.”
    I grinned. “I will, thanks.”
    I was just beginning to think I ’ d make it through this particular family dinner when I heard kids ’ laughter.
    “Dad!” a young boy ’ s voice carried down the hall towards us, and then its owner appeared in the doorway. Running toward Clark, the small boy ’ s face was lit up with excitement. I guessed this was Declan, Ellie ’ s ten year old half-brother. “Dad, look what Braden got me.” He thrust a Nintendo DS and two games in Clark ’ s face.
    Clark looked at them, smiling. “Is that the one you wanted?”
    “Yeah, it ’ s the latest version.”
    Looking up at the doorway, Clark clucked his tongue in mock disapproval. “It ’ s not his birthday until next week. You spoil him rotten.”
    I jerked around, my palms instantly sweating at the sight of Braden standing in the doorway with his hand on the shoulder of a miniature version of Ellie. The teenager was huddled close to him, her thick bangs and short haircut exceptionally stylish for such a little thing. My eyes didn ’ t linger long on the mini-Ellie, who I deduced was Hannah. No, they slid up over Braden, drinking him in before I could stop them.
    Attraction burned through my blood.
    Braden was wearing black jeans and a grey t-shirt. It was the first time I ’ d seen him in something casual, the first time my eyes had access to his strong biceps and broad shoulders.
    I felt a throb between my legs and looked quickly away, hating that he did this to my body.
    “I know,” Braden answered. “But I didn ’ t want to have to spend another Sunday afternoon listening to Dec chew my ear off about the damn console.”
    Declan just giggled, his triumphant gaze dropping to his game as he flopped down at his father ’ s feet and started loading in a Super Mario Bros game.
    “Look what I got?” Hannah smiled shyly, holding up something that looked like a credit card. God, I hoped it wasn ’ t.
    Clark squinted at it. “What is it?”
    Hannah ’ s eyes brightened. “A really big gift card for the bookstore.”
    “Nice.” Ellie grinned back at her, holding out her arm to her. “What are you going to get?”
    Her little sister rushed towards her, snuggling into her side as she dropped onto the couch. She flicked me a shy smile before looking up at Ellie. “There ’ s a new vampire series I want.”
    “Hannah ’ s a bookworm,” his gravelly voice explained right above my head.
    I turned to look up at Braden standing beside the couch, looking down at me with nothing but a friendly smile. Although a little disconcerted by his changed attitude, I found myself smiling back at him. “I see.” A swarm of butterflies awoke in my stomach and I flinched inwardly, looking away from him. It never occurred to me Braden would be attending dinner, although it should have, considering Ellie had made it clear he was a big part of her family.
    “Did you thank Braden?” Clark suddenly asked his kids, drawing my attention to them and away from the sex on legs beside me.
    A couple of mumbled ‘ yes ’’ answered the question.
    “Hannah, Dec, this is my flatmate, Joss,” Ellie introduced me.
    I smiled at them both.
    “Hi.” Hannah gave me a shy wave. I felt my chest squeeze at how adorable she was.
    “Hey.” I waved back.
    “Do you like Nintendo ?” Declan asked, waiting for my answer with an assessing gaze. I could tell my answer would either make us or break us.
    “Oh yeah.