As vice president of her family’s construction company, Cassie McPherson always puts business before pleasure. That might explain why she doesn’t have a date for the company Christmas party. But it doesn’t quite explain why she’s crazy enough to hire an escort for the event or—crazier still—why she’s dying to unwrap him like a present . . .
With whiskey-colored eyes and a killer smile, James is one gorgeous hunk who really knows how to fill out a tuxedo. He charms everyone—including Cassie. And when the night ends, the party doesn’t stop. As Cassie falls, literally, into his bed, James falls head over heels in love. Now he has to figure out a way to tell her the truth: he’s not an escort. He’s her family’s fiercest business rival. But all he wants for Christmas is her . . .(read more...)
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Coming December 10, 2013
The Christmas Cabin by Emma Cane
Can't Wait by Jennifer Ryan
Baby It's Cold Outslde by Katie Lane
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“Henhouse Rule #11: No man stays past his welcome.
There was a man in Elizabeth’s bed.
A man with huge feet that dangled off the end and an armspan that took up the entire width of her double mattress. Elizabeth was pinned beneath one of those arms. Pinned like a butterfly to a display board, she was unable to do more than stare at the ceiling and try to figure out how she had ended up in this position.
She wasn’t some impulsive woman who was easily swept off her feet. In fact, Elizabeth wasn’t impulsive at all. She prided herself on her rational thinking. Before she made any decision, she always did her homework, weighed the pros and cons, and considered every angle.
So what had made a rational woman act so irrational?
The answer came quickly enough. Shifting in his sleep, Brant’s fingers brushed the lower swell of her breast, and every nerve ending in Elizabeth’s body tingled to attention.
It seemed that while the mind could be rational, the physical body had no such ability. It functioned only on its senses.
And the man who lay next to her knew how to cover all five. He looked delectable even with morning stubble. Smelled as good as freshly baked bread. Tasted better than Josephine’s rhubarb pie. Touched her in a way that made her mindless. And whispered naughty sweet nothings that could have the strongest woman melting at his feet. Elizabeth couldn’t help but wonder if this was how Miss Hattie had started her life of sin. With one very sexy cowboy who knew his way around a woman’s body.”