Christmas In The Cove. Carol Ross

around them, Eli had kissed her for the first time right beside the tree at the St. Johns’ party. That kiss had marked the beginning of their romance.

      “When she and Dad aren’t traveling, they do. They’ve been wintering in the south of France for the last few years. They’ll be home this year. I’ll have to ask Mom.”

      Nina clapped a hand on the tabletop to indicate a subject change. “Eli, what about you?”

      Eli, who had been studying the menu, looked up. “What about me?”

      “Do you like pie?”

      “Uh, no to pie.”

      Aubrey almost laughed at the stricken look on her sister’s face. “What do you mean ‘no’? You don’t like pie?”

      He hissed out a breath. “Sorry, no. Too much sugar.”

      Alex gave his head a mystified shake.

      “You don’t eat sugar?”

      “Very little.”

      “Not another one?” She rolled her eyes. “Neither does Aubrey.”