Oh, Fudge by Erin Nicholas

Author:Erin Nicholas [Nicholas, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EN Fiction, Inc.

7

Man, she was in so much trouble.

She wanted him to stick around. A lot.

The words had just hung in the air between them after she’d said them and then he’d winked at her and left before she could emphasize, “for the next couple of days.”

Not that she’d rushed to say that.

It wasn’t like she thought there was a chance he might stay more than that.

He lived in Louisiana. He worked in Louisiana. His entire family—which was, evidently, quite large—was in Louisiana.

Plus she did not want him to stay. Not like stay stay. She was the one who got itchy when a guy wanted to go out two days in a row. Of course, around here, two dates two days in a row meant they were going to discuss honeymoon destinations.

So, no, she did not want Mitch to stay any longer. The story about him and Tori would only hold up so long anyway.

But then he walked into her apartment.

Just let himself in as if he belonged there. Shrugged out of his coat—well, Max’s coat—tossed it on the chair as if that was where he always tossed his coat when he came home and stalked toward her.

Her heart started pounding. His nose was a little red from the cold but otherwise, he looked very hot. She realized she’d been imagining him with a tool belt on, even though she’d known he hadn’t used a tool belt, while confidently fixing anything and everything anyone threw at him. Smiling and being charming the whole time he did it. Saving the damned Apple Festival that she honestly hadn’t cared much about since she was a teenager and she and her friends would go and hope to get caught under the mistletoe.

Now she dodged that damned weed like it was poison ivy.

But the idea that Mitch had fixed the power in the town square, and everyone would know he was the big savior… like Santa, albeit a few weeks late, or maybe like the Grinch when he came blazing into town with all the decorations and gifts after finding his Christmas spirit…made tingles spread through her body. And made her wish for mistletoe.

Though the look on his face at the moment made her pretty sure she wasn’t going to need it.

“Hi, how did it—” she started.

He cupped the back of her head and brought her in for a kiss. A very hot, deep, wet, backing-her-up-against-the-wall kiss.

Merry Late Christmas indeed.

She wrapped herself around him and gave a little hop to help when he scooped his hands under her ass and picked her up. He set her on the countertop next to the stove. Where she’d been stirring chocolate and marshmallow fluff together for fudge.

Shit.

She pulled back from him, breathing hard. “Welcome back.”

He grinned. “Take your clothes off.”

“In five minutes,” she said, pushing him back and sliding to the floor.

“Now,” he insisted, catching the hem of her top and slipping his hands up underneath it to her stomach as she turned to face the stove.

“I can’t let

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