His muscular chest was slick with a light sheen of sweat.
I must’ve interrupted his workout.
Good lord, she wanted to lick him. Drop to her knees, press her face against his stomach, and run her tongue all over that perfectly sculpted body, find out just where those tattoos led…
Someone smack me!
Georgie had just survived a near death experience, she was missing the Taylor family Christmas celebration, and she was freezing her little snow globes off… yet that was where her brain went. Licking a total stranger’s sweaty abs. Honestly!
Note to self: next time ask Dr. Bello to examine my head instead of my heart.
“What can I do for you?” the sexy stranger asked, finally meeting her eyes. But once he pinned her with his steely gaze, all Georgie could do was gape. His body was a thing of beauty, but those eyes absolutely hypnotized her. They were the color of flint, and just as hard. The kind of eyes that hid a thousand secrets, the kind that broke a thousand hearts.
For a moment Georgie and the mysterious stranger just stood there, not speaking, locked in the most intense stare. Obvious hotness aside, there was something so familiar about him, so… magnetic. When she opened her mouth to respond, the first words that popped into her head were, inexplicably, I missed you.
He pulled the door shut behind him and stepped out onto the porch, and the moment between them passed.
Georgie coughed.
“Merry… Merry Christmas,” she finally managed, her hand pressed to her chest. Her heart was banging like a trapped animal, and she needed to slow it down with some deep breathing, but the icy air was making her lungs hurt. She felt dizzy and unsteady.
Focus!
“Can I… can I…” Georgie swallowed hard. A wave of dizziness slammed into her body, throwing her off balance. She closed her eyes to stop the spinning, but it was too late. The floor tipped sideways, her legs buckled beneath her, and then she was pitching forward, falling headlong into those sexy abs.
The man had amazing instincts. He darted forward and grabbed her, steadying her against his bare chest before she hit the ground.
She was safe and secure in his strong, muscular arms, but her head felt like a balloon on a string, her thoughts floating away on the breeze.
“You’re really warm,” she said suddenly, giggling like an idiot. She was breathing hard; the lack of carbon dioxide in her blood was making her goofy. “Like, super warm.”
She smiled up at him.
And then the world went black.
What does Santa have in store for the naughty bad boy and the sweet little elf? Find out in Snowed In with the Bad Boy, available now!
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