Welcome Home for Christmas by Annie Rains

Author:Annie Rains
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Loveswept
Published: 2016-11-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Just don’t get attached, Allison told herself, sitting behind her desk the next morning. It was the Wednesday before Christmas. A traditionally busy week, and she’d managed to check off a lot on her to-do list despite the memories of last night’s great, earth-shattering, toe-curling sex with Troy.

Getting attached meant having her heart broken, she reminded herself. Been there, done that, didn’t want to do it again. She focused on the wish list for the children at Mercy’s Place. There was only one item she’d yet to find. Little Lucy wanted a special baby doll named Feed Me Betty. Allison hadn’t been able to find it anywhere; not even in the catchall toy store in Seaside.

She shoved the list into her purse and decided that since it was almost lunchtime she’d head out of the Veterans’ Center for a little toy shopping and a quick bite to eat. As she walked out into the parking lot, she froze. A certain tall, sexy Marine she was determined not to get attached to was standing beside her car.

“What are you doing here?” she asked Troy.

He slid her that sexy grin that made tingles course through her body. He’d done a lot of things to her body last night, she remembered for the millionth time that morning. And she had liked the things he’d done. Every single touch. Every single kiss. Every bit of it.

“I came to see you. I wanted to see if you were hungry.”

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at him. “I’ve been famished all morning for some reason,” she said, feeling her cheeks heat. He was the reason she’d been famished. She’d had a workout last night that had her body aching in the best kind of way today.

“Can I take you out for a sandwich?” he asked.

For a long moment she stared at him. She wanted to say yes so badly that the only acceptable answer was no. Instead of saying no, though, she gave him an excuse. “First I have to do some toy shopping. Probably not your thing.” She looked at him, hoping despite herself that he’d disagree.

“My mother accuses me of being a big kid at heart,” he said. “I love toys.”

She nodded, disappointed and relieved at the same time. “Well, then I guess we could go together. You are Santa, after all.”

He opened the passenger side door to his truck, which was parked right next to her car, and tilted his head. “Hop in.”

It felt strangely intimate being in his truck with him. She could smell him in the air around her. The cologne and distinct smell of pine and cedar intertwined to make a scent that had her body buzzing. She couldn’t help but take a deep breath in.

“So about last night,” he began.

Her heart stuttered to a stop. “Last night?” she asked, feeling her throat immediately go dry. “I thought we already discussed that, and decided not to discuss it.” Because discussing had too many variables. And all of them led to disappointment.

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