“And how many eggnogs and rums did you have?”
She showed half-an inch distance between her fingers and whispered, “I think a bit too many. Shh!”
Her forefinger pressed to the middle of my lips, squishing my mouth. I took her hand in mine and kissed it. “Something tells me, Ms. Young, my family’s ruined you.”
“And you? When will you ruin me?”
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He’s smoking hot and promises heaven between the sheets. It’d be great if mother nature stayed out of our way. It’d be even better if she told me how to get James Silver out of his sexy Santa suit.
She’s a breath of fresh air during a family Christmas getaway. Unfortunately my brother hired escorts, and Laura Young is my perfect distraction. It’d be even better if she sat on my lap and made my Christmas wish come true.