Kissing Santa Claus by Jill Shalvis & Donna Kauffman & HelenKay Dimon

Author:Jill Shalvis & Donna Kauffman & HelenKay Dimon [Shalvis, Jill & Kauffman, Donna & Dimon, HelenKay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Anthologies
ISBN: 9780758238849
Amazon: 0758238851
Barnesnoble: 0758238851
Goodreads: 6453550
Publisher: Brava
Published: 2006-09-30T00:00:00+00:00

4

Danny climbed the stairs back to his room, not thinking about his job or what he was here for or the snow, but how Hope had looked in her pj’s, all hot and sweaty and so sexy he’d nearly swallowed his own tongue.

They’d bickered.

Gotten hot.

Bickered some more.

And gotten hotter. Not cold, which would have been the logical response to being locked in a cellar in the freezing alien turf he’d landed in.

But hot.

With a grim sigh, he pulled out his cell phone and called Edward.

“You get a check?” his boss asked.

That was Edward—always on a hell-bent wave to take over the planet. That had been attractive to Danny when he’d first hired on three years back, but was growing old. “Have you been out here at all? Your sister’s really done something with the place.”

“Did you get a check?”

Danny sighed. “She’s your sister, Ed.”

“Fine. Renegotiate.”

“Really?” Danny asked, surprised. Relieved. “Because she’s got the money coming from the lawsuit, or so she believes. A little more time would really help her out. What terms?”

“One year, triple the interest.”

“What?” Danny laughed. “Come on, man. She can’t afford that. No one could afford that.”

“Those are the terms.”

Danny’s smile faded and he scrubbed a hand over his face. “You can’t do this.”

“Then make sure she pays on time.”

“Yeah.” Danny slid his phone in his pocket and shook his head. He loved handling money. Specifically, loved handling other people’s money. Eddie’s had been a challenge and a lot of fun.

But the fun had definitely gone.

Plus there was something else. He needed something more. More fun, certainly. He also needed…well, he wasn’t sure exactly, but he was beginning to understand that he was going to have to make a change to get it.

He stripped and showered, which didn’t cool him off. He’d rather still be locked in the cellar, stuck there with Hope so they could get past their differences.

And their clothes.

Yeah, and now he had that fantasy playing in his head, her naked and gorgeous and—

The thundering sound echoed around him without warning, making the entire house shudder.

Earthquake.

He grabbed a towel, threw it around his hips, and barreled out of his room, taking the stairs so fast he nearly flew, but all he could think was that those rickety old stairs in the cellar were going to collapse and trap Hope, who was still down there with Lori.

Hitting the bottom step, he pivoted toward the kitchen and crashed into Hope. The collision sent them both skidding across the tile entrance hall, and he lost his towel.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He would be if he wasn’t butt-ass naked. He grabbed his towel and resecured it, hoping she hadn’t seen.

She was sitting on the floor, staring up at the ceiling in the awkward silence.

She’d seen.

“Well,” she finally said. “I guess it’s true what they say about a guy with big feet.”

Danny felt himself blush. “That was an accident.”

“Not a bad one, really. You perked the morning right up.”

He closed his eyes, grateful he’d left his glasses on the counter in the bathroom so that he couldn’t see worth shit.

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