A White Christmas on Winter Street by Sue Moorcroft

Author:Sue Moorcroft [Moorcroft, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2022-09-20T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Daz awoke on Friday morning with that ‘something’s happened’ feeling.

In a rush of heat, the hours on the floor in front of Sky’s fire returned to him. Oh, that had happened. One minute they’d been talking, then she’d been crying, then they were kissing. And then …

‘Amazing,’ he murmured, stretching beneath the duvet, which alerted him to a carpet burn on his knee and a bruised elbow. There had never been a moment when he wanted to interrupt the flow by suggesting they move to her bed. Apart from slightly battered, he felt pleasantly drained – and, yeah, freshly horny as his memory supplied him with images of Sky, white skin glowing in the firelight, hair tumbling around her beautiful breasts.

Amazing. From the first stirrings of lust through a thawing of resentment to mind-blowing sex in a week was rapid progress.

And Sky’s heat level! She was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask. Or take. He’d experienced a blaze of excitement that left him feeling happier than for ages. He was single, so was she. A little ‘adulting’ could bring a lot of pleasure. Had brought a lot of pleasure, he corrected himself, contentedly.

He examined his feelings and decided that he liked Sky, now he knew her better, especially as she’d been nice to Wilf and Courtney.

Marietta had called Sky a stunningly beautiful woman with a bunch of brains, and she was. Her reaction to whether he should stay all night had been perfect: neither clinging nor booting him out. Nevertheless, as they would both continue to live in their glittering, light-encrusted street, it would be sensible to take things slowly.

As he rose and showered, Daz found himself singing ‘All I want for Christmas is You’ under his breath. The song had played over the PA last night as the residents of Winter Street had scarfed mulled wine and sausage rolls. It must have stuck in his brain.

His good mood continued as he ate breakfast then took his second coffee up to his lair in the attic. The feedback phase of the last project was complete, and his new project was a monster-tamer game, which was always fun, even though he had to follow stipulated patterns in order to produce the required data.

Mid-morning, he ran downstairs for coffee and biscuits. Some days, running up and down the stairs between the three storeys of his house was the only exercise he got. Maybe he’d coax Wilf out for a walk if he called in after school. They could watch the festive lights in Winter Street coming on. That made him think of Sky again, and the hours they’d put into decorating her garden. Damn, she was a hard worker. Never lost her cool. Good at problem solving. Looked cute in a woolly hat. Looked hot in just her own lovely skin …

As he crossed the hall, he caught sight of a white envelope on the doormat and paused to scoop it up. He threw it

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