Holiday Kisses: A Rare Gift\Mistletoe and Margaritas\It's Not Christmas Without You\This Time Next Year by Kent Alison & Dimon HelenKay & Stacey Shannon & Burton Jaci

Author:Kent, Alison & Dimon, HelenKay & Stacey, Shannon & Burton, Jaci [Kent, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises
Published: 2011-12-05T05:00:00+00:00

Wyatt had never been more furious about anything in his entire life. Not even when things had been at their worst with Cassandra had he felt as betrayed as he did right now.

He’d asked Calliope to stay out of it, not to put him and Cassandra together.

He’d trusted Calliope to honor his wishes, yet there Cassandra was, the nightmare of his past.

Fuck a Christmas turkey. What the hell was he supposed to do now?

Cassandra didn’t look any happier about this than he did. In fact, she looked downright miserable. Not angry. Miserable.

Shit.

He’d never wanted to see her again, talk to her again, think about her again, but all he’d been doing for the past three years was think about every goddamn thing that had gone wrong in their marriage. And he’d done a lot of blaming—mostly blaming Cassandra for his failures.

Maybe Calliope was right, and it was time to talk it out. If he and Cassandra could have a civil conversation that lasted five minutes.

He strolled toward her, and she came toward him, looking as wary as he felt.

She was still as beautiful as he remembered—even more so, her long blond hair straight and pulled back into a ponytail. She wore heels, some fancy black coat and a party dress.

“You come from a party?” he asked as they stopped a couple feet from each other.

“Real-estate event, yes. A holiday party, like yours.”

“How’s business?”

“Good. I hear yours is going very well.”

“It is.”

“Wyatt. Is there someplace less…busy…where we could talk?”

He raked his fingers through his hair. “Yeah.” He led her through the lobby and into one of the private ballrooms that wasn’t having an event tonight, flipped on the lights and pulled up a chair at a dressed-up table that was set up for some luncheon tomorrow.

She slipped off her coat and he grabbed a chair, straddling it to face her.

“It’s been a long time,” she finally said.

“Yeah.”

Neither of them said anything for a while. Wyatt didn’t know where to start, what to say. For years he’d thought of nothing but the words he’d say to her if he ever saw her again. Angry words. Hurtful words. Now, seeing her, she looked small, vulnerable, not the pit viper he’d conjured up in his head all these years.

“Calliope forced me to come here,” Cassandra finally said. “She browbeat me, said the two of us left things…open. That there was so much animosity between us, neither of us could move on with our lives until we had closure.”

“She’s good at pushing people into doing what they don’t want to do.”

Cassandra laughed. “She’s pushy. Always has been.”

“I love that about her,” he said, then lifted his gaze.

“It’s okay. I know you two have been seeing each other for a while. It’s all right, Wyatt. I think it’s well past time we both move on, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“You two are a good fit. You and I never were.”

“You’re right about that,” he said, and found himself falling into conversation with her easier than he thought he would. “I fell in love with the prettiest girl in town.

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