A Lone Star Christmas by Davis Justine

Author:Davis, Justine [Davis, Justine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Contemporary, Romance
ISBN: 9781951190576
Amazon: B07XGDHCYJ
Goodreads: 50744446
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2019-11-07T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Sean had learned the hard way over the years to resist many of his impulses. But there had been no resisting this one. Reckless though it might be, the memory of his father dying in the street had crazily sent his brain careening down the path of things he would regret if he dropped dead here and now, and at this instant in time not kissing her was at the top of the list.

Hell, right now it was the only thing on the list.

He’d figured it would feel good. That it would be hot. Even that it might spin him off into some kind of fantasyland where the peon really could capture the heart of the queen.

But that, and all other thought, was incinerated in the first instant. This wasn’t just good, or hot, or a fantasy.

This was conflagration.

Her lips were soft, warm, and sweeter than his apparently feeble imagination could conjure up. He felt the kick of his pulse, a surge of sensation along every nerve, so fierce it threatened to swamp him.

And then, incredibly, she was no longer just allowing it but was kissing him back. Her lips parted, and he could taste even more of that impossible sweetness. And then he felt her tongue brush across his lips. He felt a leap in his chest, heard his heartbeat hammering in his ears, and if he’d turned to ash right here he wouldn’t have been surprised. He wasn’t sure he’d even regret it, because this would be one fine moment to die on.

He had no idea how long the sound had been going on before he noticed. Applause. They were being applauded. He jerked back. And the full realization of what he’d just done, kissed the woman who had been his dream for over a decade, in public, right next to the Christmas market, one of Last Stand’s most popular events of the year, hit him. He didn’t even look around, didn’t want to know who was involved and have to face them later.

He didn’t want to look at them anyway. He didn’t want to look away from Elena. Even though he had no idea what to do, less idea what to say. Finally, he managed the only thing he could think of, although it came out in a whisper. “Those cakes weren’t sweet enough.”

Elena’s eyes widened. He was surprised he even remembered how to breathe, the way she was looking at him. As if…as if…she were as stunned and breathless as he was.

“An early Merry Christmas, you two!”

That voice from behind him was familiar, and snapped him out of the pleasurable haze. He shot a glance over his shoulder, confirmed both that it had been Mark Latham, Shane’s aide, and that he thankfully hadn’t stopped to gape. Although the comment had sounded like a genuine good wish rather than teasing.

He looked back at Elena. “I’m sor—”

He stopped, his breath jamming up in his throat as she put one slender finger up to his lips. “Do not apologize.

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