Her Secret Santa by Jill Shalvis

Author:Jill Shalvis [Shalvis, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
ISBN: 9781488024245
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2009-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

THEY DIDN’T GET LUCKY in the shower. In fact, he let her go first. Ally didn’t know whether to be disappointed or relieved that he wouldn’t be once again effortlessly pulling a shocking amount of desire, passion and need out of her, not to mention the emotions.

God, the emotions.

She’d had no idea.

None.

But being with the right guy, having him touching her the right way, making her feel…

Right.

After her shower, he fed her. He stood in his kitchen in worn jeans, a faded firefighter T-shirt, and a day’s growth of beard shadowing his jaw, and made her an omelet and toast, looking sexy as hell while he did it.

In the light of day it hit her just how hot he was, how virile and potent his sheer presence was.

And he was completely unaware of it.

When he caught her staring at him, his usual easy smile was replaced with something far more devastating—a deep, almost fierce intensity.

“What?” she whispered, but he shook his head, shrugged it off, and then he pulled her out of her chair and kissed her until neither of them could think. After they’d eaten, he asked her about her plan for the day.

Her plan.

He hadn’t tried to push his own agenda on her, hadn’t tried to take over, hadn’t done anything but show her in every move, every step, every word he uttered that he completely and totally respected her job and her ability to do it.

Did he have any idea how attractive that was? How he made her want things she’d already decided weren’t in the cards for her?

“So where to?” he repeated quietly, making her realize she’d been staring at him stupidly for God knew how long.

“Let’s go pick up toys at the stations,” she said.

“I like the ‘let’s.’”

That afternoon, he drove her to the first of the three fire stations in town. There was half a box of toys there, and Eddie handed them to her one by one.

No surprises in the bottom.

Same thing at the second fire station.

At the third, Eddie’s own firehouse, the stack of gifts was bigger. Once again they went through their routine, Eddie pulling out each toy one by one, until he stopped handing them over to her.

“That’s it?” she asked, holding her breath, wanting to be relieved, searching his face for a clue.

She found it in the slight tightening of his mouth.

He lifted a package wrapped in shiny gold, with the ever-present naked Santas all over it. This box was about a foot long, only a few inches wide, and she stared at it like it was a spitting cobra. “Damn.”

He took her out to his truck to pull off the paper. Ally felt her mouth open and then close and then open again. She was impersonating a goldfish.

A struck-dumb goldfish.

Eddie took the foot-long vibrator from her hands. “Interesting color.”

It was as purple as Barney the Dinosaur. “What the hell am I supposed to do with this?” she finally murmured.

“Spend another night with me and I’ll show you.”

Her insides quivered, her body recognizing the truth of his statement.

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