Red Hot Santa by Cherry Adair & Kelsey Roberts & Leanne Banks & Pamela Britton

Author:Cherry Adair & Kelsey Roberts & Leanne Banks & Pamela Britton
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Detective and Mystery Stories, Anthologies (Multiple Authors), Contemporary, Christmas stories, General, Romance, American, Suspense, Christmas Stories, Erotica, Fiction, Short Stories, Love stories
ISBN: 9780739460443
Publisher: Ballantine Books
Published: 2004-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Rick dragged Hilary to a nearby hotel to crash for a few hours before their six A.M. flight to Malibu. This time, for his own sanity, he put her in her own room and avoided conversation the next morning by sitting several aisles away from her on the jet.

After waiting for her luggage, he hailed a cab. During the ride to her parents’ home the silence between them felt more oppressive than the humidity on an August day in Miami.

“You can talk to me. I won’t force myself on you,” she said, her lips twitching.

He shot her a dark glance.

“You were a lot more fun when you had a sense of humor,” she told him. “How’s your head?”

“Fine.”

“Let me see.”

“No,” he retorted.

She shrugged. “Okay, if you think it would be good public relations for your agency for you to have to drag me into my parents’ house screaming at the top of my lungs—”

He swore and dipped his head for her to look at it.

She made a tsking sound and the touch of her fingers was so gentle it reminded him of a cool breeze. “You have some nasty bruises.”

“I’ll live,” he said, lifting his head away from her.

“Tell me something,” she said. “Are you afraid of me because my parents have a certain standard of living? Or are you afraid of me because of how you feel about me?”

“I said I’m not afraid of you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Then you’re wrong,” he said and realized he would need to be brutal. He didn’t like it, but it was necessary.

As the cab pulled up in front of a large house with a well-tended lawn and a Bentley in the driveway, he met her gaze without wavering. “I don’t want to bust your ego, princess, but you’re no different than ten other women I’ve rescued. You don’t do anything for me.” He gave a wry smile. “Don’t worry. You’ll forget me by the new year.”

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