Opposites Distract by Judi Lynn

was. She flapped her arms up and down and slid her legs back and forth where she lay. “No worries. Just leave me here. I’m a snow angel.”
    Brody stared at her like she was nuts, then shook his head and started laughing. “Come on, angel, before you become an ice sculpture.” He stomped his feet deep into the snow for better footing and carefully pulled her to him. Her body was shaking, and he pushed her slightly away to ask, “Did I hurt you?”
    The giggles overwhelmed her. “Only my dignity.”
    â€œVery funny.” He flicked her nose. “Come on. I’m freezing.”
    When they reached Ian, he gave them a strange look.
    â€œWhat?” Brody sounded out of patience.
    Ian shrugged. “You can’t sue me because you’re clumsy.”
    â€œI’m not clumsy. I didn’t clean the mud off my boots from when I rescued your damned duck, and these boots don’t have any treads on the bottom. They’re smooth.”
    â€œStick to that story.” Ian led them inside the house. “What I saw was a bull in a china shop.”
    â€œA bull?” They were bickering when they joined Tessa in the kitchen.
    She smiled at all of them and came to hug Brody and Harmony. “Ian told me you were worried about me. You two are so sweet.”
    Harmony studied her friend. “You still look tired.”
    â€œI shouldn’t. I took a nap this afternoon. I don’t know what happened. I was sitting on the couch, working on my laptop, and the next thing I knew, I woke up two hours later.”
    â€œWe can order pizza, you know. That’s my usual staple.” Harmony ignored Brody’s grimace.
    â€œDon’t be silly. I’m keeping everything low key. I think it’s just the weather. I always get tired at the first cold snap. My body has to adjust.”
    Ian threw an arm around Tessa’s shoulders. “Okay, woman, let’s eat. Everything’s ready.”
    They marched to the table and took their places. The ribs were delicious. The baked potatoes were on the firm side, but no one said a word. Ian had heated up not one, but two cans of green beans. Perfect.
    Ian tried to keep the conversation light. “Brody, you mentioned that Bridget phoned last night, but then Paula called us to lunch, and I forgot to ask you about it. What’s up?”
    Again, Harmony noticed Brody wince before he said, “Mason wants a puppy, and they’re all arguing about it. Her husband’s waffling, and that pisses Bridget off. She wanted a firm no from him, so that she doesn’t have to be the bad guy.”
    Ian frowned. “But that’s why she loves Dave, because he’s so easygoing. He lets her make all the decisions.”
    Brody’s lip curled up on one side. “But she only likes it when it benefits her.”
    Ian laughed.
    Harmony watched Brody. Something was bothering him, she was sure. He was omitting something, but it was not her concern. If he didn’t want to share it, there must be a reason.
    When the men cleared the table, Ian spread his hands. “I forgot to hoof it to the bakery and thaw something for dessert. Sorry.”
    â€œI’ve had plenty to eat,” Harmony said. “I’m going to have to hit the gym and start a diet when I get home.”
    Brody absently shook his head. “You have a great figure. No worries there.”
    She could feel the blush creep to her cheeks. Two compliments from Mr. Broody Brody. She wouldn’t know what to do with herself. “Thanks, but that’s because I’m usually too lazy to fix myself much to eat. I’m constantly getting fed here.”
    Brody rested a hand on his stomach. “How do you keep the weight off, Ian?”
    Ian looked at his wife with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. “I chase Tessa around the house, naked.”
    Tessa’s jaw dropped. A blush crept all the way up to her copper hairline, and she smacked