Considering Kate (Stanislaskis)
Nora Roberts
Language: English
Pages: 256
ISBN: B005AKZ92Y
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The Stanislaskis: an unforgettable family saga by #1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts
Kate Stanislaski Kimball had turned her back on glamour and fame, and she'd come home to begin a new life. The only thing more perfect than the beautiful—dilapidated—building she'd bought for her new dance school was Brody O'Connell, the frustrating and surprisingly fascinating contractor she'd hired for the renovation.
But Brody was determined to resist Kate's effortless allure. She was Natasha Stanislaski's pampered, perfect daughter, after all. Still, every fiber of his being longed to make her his....
the solution we approach first?” “Why don’t we…” He glanced at the clock on the stove, swore. “I’ve got to go pick up Jack. Maybe you could come down to the job tomorrow lunchtime. I’ll buy you a sandwich and show you what we’re doing.” “I’ll do that.” She tilted her head. “Want to kiss me goodbye?” He glanced at the kitchen table, back at her. “Better not. Your father might have a weapon in the house you don’t know about.” Spencer Kimball wasn’t loading a shotgun. Kate found him in his
tugged her toward the living room. “Really, it’ll only take a few minutes.” “It’ll only take a few minutes later, too.” Maybe he was rusty in the romance department, but he still remembered a few moves. “Here’s what we’ll do. You pick out the music while I clear up the dishes.” He laughed and pulled her into the living room. “You really are compulsive.” He switched the stereo to CD. “Funny, I was listening to this last night. And thinking about you.” “Oh?” The music flowed out, slow and
Wait until we tell your father.” “Wait, wait, wait.” Laughing, Kate set her tea aside to grab Natasha’s hand. “We haven’t set a date, because I haven’t convinced him to ask me yet.” “But—” “I’m certain a man like Brody—he’s really a traditional guy under it all—wants to do the asking. All I have to do is give him a nudge to the next stage so he’ll ask, then we can get on with it.” As worry strangled the excitement, Natasha sat back on her heels. “Katie. Brody isn’t a project that has stages.”
setting up her office.” “Oh.” Brody carted his shelves into the pantry, began to set them. Very deliberately. “I didn’t realize she was still here.” “Furniture she ordered just came in. I didn’t get much of a welcome from her, either. So, putting the evidence together, I conclude the two of you had an argument.” “It’s not an argument when somebody jumps down somebody else’s throat for no good reason. It’s an attack.” “Mmm-hmm. At the risk of poking my nose in, I can tell you the women in my
grab Jack and take off to New York like that.” “Why not?” “Well, work, school, for starters. A new puppy for another. Your basics.” “You can leave after school on Friday, and be in New York before dinner. We can stay at my sister’s. Saturday you can see some of the city, maybe take Jack to the top of the Empire State Building. Saturday night, you come to the ballet. Sunday, we see a little more of the city, go have dinner at my grandparents, catch the late shuttle back. Everyone’s at school or