Midnight before Christmas by Renee George

Author:Renee George [George, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Book Boutiques
Published: 2016-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Asshole, Max mind-spoke to his brother Destan.

“Yep, you have one. Saw it,” he said. He flipped his hair back and swept his gaze over Rachel.

“Stop it.” For the first time ever, Max wanted to protect what was his against his more outrageous triplet. Desty had a girl, or guy in some cases, in every town. His brother embraced his sexual prowess with the same vigor Eustan embraced numbers and order.

Rachel was back in her jeans and the blue shirt she’d borrowed from Max that morning. She’d grown nearly a foot while they’d been having sex, and as a human, she might have been an ice princess, but in her other form, she was a winter goddess. Her cold had matched his heat so perfectly, and he knew he’d move heaven and earth to have her by his side until death they parted. She was his. She’d said as much, and he’d be damned if he’d let Destan or anyone mess this up for him.

Destan held up his hand, a jovial spark of laughter playing in his eyes. “Easy, brother.”

“Leave him alone, Dest. You can see he’s in no mood for your shit.”

Destan nodded. “Aptly put, Eust.” Suddenly his eyes widened with unadulterated joy. “Oh, my fucking gawd! You’re Frosty Rachel Campbell!”

He whacked his identical-down-to-the-hair brother. “Can you believe it? How many times did we watch Max obsess over her?”

“Dest,” his brother warned.

“He’d punched a hole in the wall when she took silver at the last winter games.” He grinned at Rachel. “You were totally robbed by the way. But woo-wee, how often does a boy get to boink his idol? It would be like me getting to crawl into bed with both Angelina and Brad.”

“I’m telling you,” Eustan said.

“Frosty Rachel. A jotnar to boot. Rare both on and off the ice. I bet you’re not frosty in the sack.”

Max’s ire came to a boil. He punched his brother just under the chin, lifting him off the ground. He flew back against the cabin wall.

Rachel grabbed his arm before he made another move toward his brother.

Eustan picked Destan up from the floor.

Destan never stopped smiling. “You know I’m just messing with you, bro.”

The problem was, everything Destan had said had been too on the money. Would Rachel think he was only interested because he was a fan?

She managed to surprise all the brothers when she stepped forward and held out her hand to Destan. “You’re right. I’m Rachel Campbell, and there is nothing frosty about me in the sack.” Her mouth quirked up into a smirk, and she winked. “Nice to meet you.”

Destan’s mouth dropped open for a moment then he began to laugh, a good, hearty, all the way to the belly laugh. “Oh, I really like her, Max.”

The tension uncoiled in Max’s belly. “Me too,” he finally said. Now back off, he added telepathically.

Destan put up his hands again. No worries here, little bro.

Eustan offered her his hand next. “I’m Eustan, and you’ve just been regaled with bullshit from our oldest brother, Destan.

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