Miss Frost Ices The Imp: A Nocturne Falls Mystery (Jayne Frost Book 2) by Kristen Painter Page B

already have plans. Another time, though.”
    He rolled his eyes. And it sort of seemed like he flexed a little. Like he was trying to show me what I was missing. “Let me guess. You’re going out with the undead leprechaun.”
    “Coop.” I shot him a look. “Greyson and I aren’t technically going out. He’s…coming over. Just like you did last night.”
    “Touché.” He held his hands up. “Well, I’m not going to tell you to have fun.”
    “Understood.” I turned my phone over in my hands. “I should probably get back to work.”
    “Me too. The chief will be wondering what happened to me.” He leaned in and kissed me, nothing major, just a soft brush of his lips on mine and enough to raise my pulse a few beats. “See you later, beautiful.”
    I swallowed and waved. “Bye.”
    He went back through the shop door, and I returned to my office, where I immediately finished the hunk of eggnog fudge sitting on my desk. Men were awesome and confusing, and I was never going to be able to decide between Cooper and Greyson.
    Unless one of them gave me an ultimatum, which I really hoped didn’t happen. I didn’t want to be forced to make a choice, and honestly, if one of them insisted I choose, I was probably not going to pick him.
    But that wasn’t happening today, and by five, I was ready to head up to my apartment and spend some quality time doing nothing with my talking cat. At least until Greyson came over with the best pizza ever.
    I went into the shop to say hi to Buttercup and Holly as they took over for Kip and Juniper. The store was busy with the pre-dinner crowd. “How was the day, Juni?”
    “Good.” She waved a hand at the sales floor. “And still going strong as you can see. How was your day? Everything all right with Cooper?”
    “It will be as soon as I figure out how to deal with that wayward magic.” I turned to Holly, ready to change the subject. “How are you getting on?”
    “Great. Thank you. I love working here.”
    “Glad to hear it.” She’d arrived a few days after Kip but seemed to be catching on.
    Buttercup came out from the back of the store. “Hey, Jayne. How’s it going?”
    “Good, you?”
    “Can’t complain.” She smirked. “And if I could you would have heard about it already.”
    I laughed. “I’m sure.”
    “Thanks for the promotion, by the way.”
    “You earned it.”
    Juniper and Kip took their aprons off, and we all walked to the elevator. I pushed the up button, but Kip backed toward the warehouse door.
    “I’m headed to Howler’s for happy hour. You guys want to join me?”
    “Another time maybe,” I said. “I have a date.”
    “So do I.” Juniper gave him a wave. “But you have fun.”
    He gave us a salute and was gone.
    I watched him go. “He seems to be working out pretty—”
    Juniper spun around. “Cooper or Greyson?”
    “Greyson.” The elevator door opened, and we got on.
    She pursed her lips in a rather judgmental way as she pushed the button for the second floor.
    “Hey,” I said. “You ought to like him. Or at least give him some credit. He’s the only one so far who’s been able to give me any clue about what was in that box. But I hope to find out more tomorrow.” I told her about my impending meeting with Francine and taking Birdie along.
    “That sounds promising. How was dinner with Cooper last night?”
    “Good. And before you ask, yes, there was kissing, but that’s all I’m saying about that.”
    She shook her head. “I told you so.”
    The elevator chimed that we’d arrived, and we got off on our floor. I fished my keys out. “You and Pete going out?”
    “Staying in. He’s bringing Thai. We’re going to watch last night’s King of the Kitchen episode. I DVR’d it. What about you guys?”
    “Greyson’s bringing Salvatore’s, and then we’re going to make out like teenagers.” Maybe. Maybe not.
    She rolled her eyes. “Keep the moaning to a minimum, will you?”
    I laughed as I turned the key and