Christmas Magic on the Mountain by Melissa McClone

Author:Melissa McClone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

No more kissing.

Sean wasn’t happy about not kissing Zoe, but he had to respect her new rule. And he did. Sort of. He didn’t kiss her again when they were alone. But when people dropped by to visit often during the next two days, and whenever they had an audience, he snagged as many kisses as he could.

A jerk move? Probably.

But he liked kissing Zoe. And even though he knew she was playing a role for others, she seemed to like kissing him, too.

He couldn’t understand why she didn’t want to take things between them to the next level. They already spent all their time with each other. Why not be together in every sense of the word?

Her restrictions chafed. He was already frustrated. His energy was improving. He didn’t need as many pain pills. And he was desperate to get back to work.

At least he had his laptop.

Sean stared at the screen. The words blurred. Must be glare from the screen. He squinted. It didn’t help.

He’d been going through the hundreds of e-mails that had piled up in his in-box. Maybe he should do something else.

He opened a file about the Rail Jam Extravaganza, an upcoming PR event he needed to attend at New Year’s.

As he read the information, a sharp pain sliced through his head. He massaged his forehead.

“That’s enough.” Zoe walked toward him. “You said you wanted to check e-mail, but you’ve been online working for three solid hours.”

She grabbed his laptop.

He reached for it, but she was too quick and backed away. “Hey, I need that,” he said.

“You’re squinting and have a headache. In case you forgot, you have a concussion. I’m going to have to restrict your computer usage so you won’t overdo it again.”

“I won’t overdo it.”

She hugged the laptop to her chest. “You won’t now.”

“I have a company to run.”

“I have a job to do,” she said. “You can ask your doctor about working full-time when you have your sutures removed.”

“That’s—”

“How it’s going to be.” Zoe moved toward the built-in shelving unit. “I’ll put this away, then we can watch that DVD your mom dropped off.”

Knowing his mom, it would probably be a love story, a romantic comedy where the guy proposes at the end. Subtlety was not in Connie Hughes’s vocabulary.

Zoe bent over to set the laptop back in its place. Her scoop top provided a great flash of her round, high breasts. Was that a hot-pink bra?

Sean blew out his breath. He needed to show her that kissing each other would be a lot more fun than playing games and watching movies. He shifted to get a better view and elbowed a can of soda onto the floor. Brown liquid splattered on the hardwood floor.

Zoe straightened. “You okay?”

“Fine, but I made a mess.”

She grabbed a roll of paper towels. “I’ll clean it up.”

He hated that his leering had been the cause of all this. “It would be easier with a mop.”

“A mop?”

“In the laundry room.”

“The laundry room,” she repeated. “Where else would a mop be?”

Zoe returned in a few minutes with a mop and a bucket.

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