Yule Be Mine by Foster Lori

Author:Foster, Lori
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2009-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

4

They returned the rental truck first, then went back to Marci’s apartment so she could throw some clothes and other things into an overnight bag. He should have been exhausted, Ozzie thought, but instead, anticipation sizzled inside him.

While he waited impatiently, his mind abuzz with what would soon happen, he called the station and explained that the donkey was now at his rightful home. Someone else would take over, to figure out how the funeral home came into possession of the donkey in the first place.

When he finished that, Ozzie roamed the living room and kitchen of Marci’s tiny apartment. Everywhere he looked, he saw surprising little clues to her personality. Tidy surfaces. Organized drawers. Light, feminine touches.

Even her bathroom was devoid of the clutter typical to women. Everything had a place, and was in it.

It seemed his sentimental, whimsical little elf was a neat freak. He’d honestly expected her to be scattered and somewhat disorganized. Ainsley had been so chaotic all the time, in her emotions and in her surroundings.

But then most of what he’d learned of Marci today had proved she was not only different from Ainsley but from most other women he’d known.

Her incredible vulnerability, combined with her compassionate tears when Magnus finally reunited with his family, had pushed Ozzie right over the edge. Marci was one of a kind.

He’d have her today, and to hell with what Lucius had said.

To hell with his own misgivings, too. Getting too involved with her might be a bad idea, but he couldn’t resist the sexual lure any longer.

As he left the bathroom, he thought he heard her muffled chatter. Cocking a brow, he called out, “Marci?”

“Be right there.”

Curious now, Ozzie wandered to her bedroom door and silently pressed it open. He found Marci on her knees beside the bed, looking under it.

The position elevated her sexy backside and put thoughts of sex on the fast track in his brain. “Damn, I love your ass.”

Laughing, she looked over her shoulder at him. She balanced herself on one hand, and with the other she held a phone to her ear. “Sorry. I can’t find my car keys. They’re here somewhere. The donkey sort of bumped things around so I think they must’ve fallen off the nightstand—”

“Who are you talking to?”

“My sister.”

“So your sister knew you’d stolen a donkey? Does that mean Lucius knew?”

Suddenly Marci blushed and whispered into the phone, “No, Bethany. No, that’s not what he said.”

She cast an uncomfortable look at Ozzie, but he wasn’t about to budge.

In an even lower tone, her face red-hot, she said, “Not me, my ass.”

Ozzie grinned. So, Bethany had heard his comment about Marci’s backside.

“It’s not at all the same thing,” Marci argued while turning her back on him. “I have to go. Yes, I know. You, too.” When Marci faced him again, she wouldn’t meet his gaze, and that bothered Ozzie enough that he decided not to tease her.

“You don’t need your keys. I’ll drive.”

She shook her head. “No, thanks. You’ll be at work at night and I don’t want to be stranded.

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