Santa Baby

Author:Lorraine Wilson
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780008125950
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2014-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

“Ellie, we must talk.” He jiggled the handle, and she must’ve forgotten to lock the door, for he stumbled inside. Her heart vaulted in her throat, her breath whipped her lungs and her breasts tightened. He filled the doorway like a welcome beacon, wearing his Armani coat, his dark hair damp from the drizzle outside. She wanted to fling herself into his arms, but she bit her lip, resisting his sexual magnetism.

She’d just ditched him and the fairytale castle, hadn’t she?

“Ellie.”

The sound of her name on his lips, turned her insides topsy-turvy, but she gritted her teeth, stiffened her spine against the erotic sensations rocking her body.

He shook his head and droplets sprayed her face.

“Oh,” she giggled, but smothered the sound with her palm.

He shot her his killer smile, the smile that made her bones melt and her stomach dive deep. “This is nonsense, Ellie.”

She sidestepped him to the door and gripped the doorknob. “There’s nothing more to say, Peter.”

“Really?” He shuttered his eyes and advanced a step, bringing him within an inch of her. His heat mingled with the dampness of the wool of his coat, the familiar scent somehow comforting yet, unsettling.

She veiled her eyes with her lashes and nodded. “Y-yes.”

“Look at me and say that.”

Tentatively raising her lashes, she collided into the blue heat of his gaze. Her legs became wobbly, and she leaned against the doorjamb for support. “I-I need space.”

“Why?”

“Not your business.”

“I’m making it my business.”

“Why?”

“We’ll get to that in a minute.”

“No, we’ll get to it now.” She almost stamped her foot in frustration.

He grinned, and she knew she’d fallen into his verbal trap.

“You have something to say,” she snapped, her voice rising an octave. “Say it, and get out.” She flinched at the shrewish sound in her voice…what was happening to her?

Peter Medeci had happened, that was what. But even as that thought flashed through her mind, she knew she couldn’t blame him completely. And that irked her.

And then, he did something that aggravated her even more. He propped his shoulder against the wall like he hadn’t a care in the world and scoped her with his midnight blue eyes, his mouth slanting in that infuriating grin that had her vitals spinning.

“Don’t give me the ice-maiden look.” He folded his arms across his chest, and glanced at her bosom, noting the agitated breathing that made her breasts rise and fall…squinting at the handcrafted bead necklace twisted at the collar of her coat. “There’s kindling igniting beneath that ice.” His glance lit a fiery trail down the rest of her body, pausing at the apex of her thighs, then shot back up to her stormy eyes.

“Don’t provoke me, Peter.” She ran a weary hand through her hair, her words frosting her mouth.

“Why not?” Peter unfolded his arms and stepped closer, stopping a feather breadth from her. Her perfume, some kind of flowery scent spiked his senses. “Because you might find out I’m right…about us?” His voice lowered to a husky tone, and he reached out, stroking her cheek with his knuckles.

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