What She Really Wants For Christmas by Debbi Rawlins

Author:Debbi Rawlins [Rawlins, Debbi]
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, General, Love stories, Fiction - Romance, Man-woman relationships, American Light Romantic Fiction, Romance: Modern, Romance - Contemporary, Lottery winners, Georgia, Atlanta (Ga.), Internists, Christmas stories, Television personalities
ISBN: 9780373793723
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2007-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

EVAN THREW HIS CAR KEYS on the counter, next to the mail his housekeeper had left for him. “Want something to drink?” he asked Liza.

Before he could turn around, he felt her hands on him. Her breasts pressed against his back, she slid her arms around his waist, and then went for the buckle.

“Hey, slow down.” He turned to face her, and then intercepted her questing hands.

“Why?”

He lifted her chin so that he could look into her eyes. Something was wrong. He just didn’t know what. The ride home had been quiet and he’d half expected her to tell him she’d changed her mind and wanted to be dropped off.

He smiled. “Dare I say we have all night?”

She blinked. “Damn.” She walked away, looking restless suddenly.

“What’s wrong?”

“I should have picked up my car.”

“I’ll take you back to get it anytime you say.”

She paced the small kitchen. “Maybe I should go get it now.”

“It’s safe in the station’s parking lot, not as if it’s going to get towed.”

She waved a dismissive hand. “I don’t like being stranded.”

“I’ll try not to take that personally.” He took off his sports jacket and laid it over his arm. “I’m going to go get a fire started in the bedroom. Come talk to me.”

“Talk, huh?”

“Do anything you want to me.”

Liza grinned, looking more like herself again. “Can I tie you up?”

“That one I have to think about.”

“Can you see the headlines now?” She skipped a couple of steps ahead and turned to face him, backing her way down the hall. “Famous Atlanta doctor—”

“You blew it already.”

“What?”

“Famous?”

“Your name is on the credits for Heartbeat. That makes you famous.”

“Only according to my mother’s bridge group.”

“Still, it—Ouch.” She backed into the linen closet door where the hall dead-ended. “You could’ve warned me.”

“And ruin your story?” He motioned for her to precede him into his room on the left.

She did, but kept an eye on him over her shoulder. “Now, I forgot what I was going to say.”

“What a shame.” He went into the closet to hang up his jacket.

“It had something to do with the famous doctor being bound and taken advantage of for hours and hours by some insatiable nymphomaniac.”

“Isn’t that redundant?”

“I can change the story.”

“No, no, I like that part.” He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it in the wicker hamper.

She stood, leaning a hip against the door frame, watching him. “Today was the first time I’ve seen you without a tie.”

“That hurts. That really hurts.”

Her eyes widened. “What?”

He grinned. “For the past three years I have rarely worn a tie to the station. A sports jacket, yes. Guess who obviously never gave me a second look?”

“Guilty.”

“Make it up to me.”

The slow curve of her lips said she knew exactly what was on his mind. She pulled off her sweater. Her bra was red and transparent, her nipples already firm. “What about the fire?”

He kicked off his loafers. They landed somewhere in the back of the closet. “I’ll get to it.”

One fast flick of the clasp and her bra was gone.

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