Her Mistletoe Husband by Renee Roszel

Author:Renee Roszel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Treasury
Published: 2011-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

The Chamber of Commerce Holiday Dinner Dance got off to a rocky start, as far as Elissa was concerned. She hadn’t planned to mention it was that night. Unfortunately Jack was also a business owner in Branson, so he’d been invited, too. Much to Elissa’s regret, he brought it up, suggesting that it would be a nice change. So Friday evening, December 27, the three couples headed into town in Damien’s rental BMW.

Even though Lucy sat up front with Helen and Damien to give those in the back seat more room, Elissa felt as though she’s been welded bodily to Alex. Sitting in the middle, she kept peering over at Jack, wondering how such a trim man could take up so much room. Was he doing it on purpose? Poking an elbow in his ribs she asided, “Jack, could you scoot over?”

He grinned at her. “Nope. Sorry.”

“You could slide into Alex’s lap,” Helen suggested.

Elissa glared at the back of her sister’s head. Bending forward, she whispered in her ear, “Do you want tomorrow’s headlines to read ‘Unidentified woman found by roadside’?”

Helen laughed. “You wouldn’t do that. My pets need me.”

“What are we talking about?” Lucy asked, looking from one sister to the other.

“My pets.” Helen met Elissa’s gaze in the rearview mirror and she grinned. “And since you’re so interested, they’re all fine. I talked to our house sitter last night. He said the injured owl I rescued is doing much better.”

“Your house sitter’s that retired veterinarian?” Lucy asked.

“Mmm-hmm. He loves the animals, and of course it makes me feel good to know they’re being taken care of properly.”

“Injured owl?” Elissa shook her head, almost able to smile about Helen’s latest project. She touched Damien’s shoulder. “Don’t you ever wish she’d give up her hobby of collecting broken creatures?”

Damien laughed. “Don’t forget, Lis. I was one of those broken creatures.”

Elissa felt a softening at the memory of how Damien had come to their inn. “It seems like forever-ago.” She touched Helen’s cheek. “Of course, I remember. My baby sister is our little patron saint of—”

“Oh, please,” Helen interrupted, sounding selfconscious. “Subject change.”

“This is exciting,” Lucy chimed in, right on cue. “Jack and I haven’t been dancing in a long time. I’m glad you mentioned this, darling.” She shifted so that she could better smile at her husband, then eyed Elissa curiously. “I can’t believe you forgot, Lis. Usually you’re so adamant about attending Chamber functions.”

Elissa felt herself flush and hoped the darkness in the car masked her discomfort. “Too much going on, I guess.”

“You have been busy,” Jack admitted. “Buried in that office of yours. This will do you good.”

“Yes, it will.” Alex stretched an arm out along the back of the seat, giving them both more room. As his hand brushed her shoulder, she scooted forward until her knees were wedged against the front seat. “You’re starting to get coal miner’s pallor,” he added.

She glared at him. “Thanks. That’s the look I was going for.”

His grin was teasing and sexy.

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