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Saint isn’t who he seems, but he has his reasons for keeping his distance. When his past comes knocking, and Caro is put in harms way, he knows it’s time to stop hiding. And let me say I never saw this one coming! I hate spoilers, so I won’t divulge more, but be prepared for a bumpy ride. Saint is a bit like Clark Kent and Superman. Which side of him will you fall for?
Caro fell for Saint the moment she met him, so being stuck in quarantine with him isn’t so horrible—once she realizes he likes her too. It’s what happens after that will have you on the edge of your seat.
Janet recounts her meeting with Tex, to her nurse, Flora. It was in Lubbock, Texas in 1979.
Janet laughed loudly, muffling it when people shushed her. “You’re gonna get me in trouble.”
“I could get you in all kinds of trouble, but only in private,” he replied with a cocky grin. “Theodore Macy. Most folks call me Tex.” He held out his hand to her.
“Isn’t that a little redundant. We are in Texas, after all.” She didn’t take the hand or introduce herself.
“I did my undergrad in New York. Wasn’t quite so redundant there.” He shrugged. “Hello, Tex,” he said in a silly, girlish voice. “My name is…?”
Giggling, she took his hand. “Janet.”
“No last name?”
“Just Janet will do.”
“Well, Just Janet, I’m a persistent cowboy. When I see the prettiest girl in the library, sitting by herself, I have to ask why.”
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Jonas Farley is a Christmas Wrecker. Two years ago, he broke my heart, and this year he’s on the brink of destroying my father’s legacy. I hate that man, even though his voice drips like warm honey into unmentionable places…
But even dirty-talking titans of industry can’t escape a reckoning. And this Christmas, Jonas is about to get more than he bargained for.
Three spirits will shine a light on all he’s done to me, and everything in-between the sheets. Three spirits are going to bring…
Today I’m continuing with Christmas snippets from my medieval romance novella Seduction at the Christmas Court.
So far the snippets began with a boar hunt some days before Christmas in 1349. Geoffrey, Lord Longford and his wife Alyse have been summoned to the King’s Christmas court and this is the King’s favorite sport.
Today I’m switching to the Christmas feast and a mummer’s play, holiday fare often found in the medieval Christmas celebration.
Alyse and Geoffrey, Lord and Lady Longford, have journeyed to the glittering Christmas Court of King Edward III in the year 1349 to wait upon the king and take part in some Yuletide merriment. However, when Geoffrey is suddenly called into the king’s service again, Alyse must remain at court, attending the queen and persuading her rebellious sister to accept an unwanted betrothal. When…
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I’m as successful as Lady O if you asked my mother.
But lately, successful, saved, and satisfied is equaling stale, sarcastic, and stagnate.
I’m teaching young, gifted adults to become intellectually credible, all the while wondering what has intellect gotten me? A nice house, car, and an empty bed that I refuse to allow anyone I know to lay in. I’ve outgrown satisfaction by self-sabotaging acts of sins and if another man ever gets close enough for me to take the bed, it’s going to be after the night he and I wed.
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I am sure it is not his looks that charm me. And neither is it his personality. It must be something else, something less obvious than his appearance or how he wears his two-piece suit.
Whatever it was, I knew from the first day he came into that bar that I wanted to get close to him. I wanted his hands on me, touching, feeling, and searching for what he could find.
Anything, of course.
So I remained patient. Far patient than a fox ready to pounce on its prey. After all, good things come to those who wait, don’t they?
And from what I could see about him, he was more than good. Best would be an understatement.
I know that my job as a waitress required me to be very friendly and helpful towards the patrons of the bar. One would think it would be easy enough.
But once I saw him the first time, I had to let go of all those thoughts. A raw instinct came over me and I began to fantasize things that are not supposed to be had in a workplace.
Things like holding him close. Or him holding me close.
His body close to mine and mine close to his. And his fingers tracing delicate lines across my body, a move that I would hope would satisfy the lustful yearnings of my entire being.
“Can I have another glass please?”
I jerk my head towards his direction. He is holding up a glass cup and waving it at me.
“Sure, sure,” I say as I jump behind the counter and reach for the bottle of fine champagne that I had served him.
I must have floated to his table because I am sure I did not hear or feel my feet move across the marble floor to get to him.
Once there, I smile and show him the bottle. “Would you like me to leave it with you?”
He grinned. “The entire bottle?”
“Sure. After all, this is the third time I am giving you a refill. You might as well keep the whole bottle.”
“How thoughtful of you,” he said as he reached for it.
And then his fingers wrapped around mine.
For a brief moment, I am stuck there, staring into his handsome face like someone lost and in need of directions.
I could feel my heart race as he left his hand there and regarded me. “Is something wrong?”
Of course everything was wrong, I screamed to myself. I didn’t want him to let go of my hand. I didn’t want him to stop talking. And I surely didn’t want him to leave the bar.
“Is there?” I mumble, without thinking.
“You said I could have the bottle. But you don’t seem willing to leave it.”
I pull my hand away. “No, no, not at all. You can have it.” You can have me as well, I scream to myself.
He nods and as he pours himself another glass, I turn to take my leave.
I am still caressing my hand, relishing the feel of his hand against mine. I do not want to forget how it felt when he touched me.
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