Holly’s First Noel
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He was busy planting kisses down her neck, his hands undoing the tie of her dressing gown. “Hmm?”
“I hope she has someone, too, and that she’s as happy as I am.”
He frowned, and she realized he was probably wondering whether she meant Nessie or Ella. Then he obviously came to the conclusion that it didn’t matter. “Me, too.” He studied her face for a moment. “Happy birthday, Holly. Thank you for coming into my life.”
“Merry Christmas, Noel the Brave. And you’re welcome.”
She let him lead her upstairs, dropping her dressing gown along the way and laughing as he stared at her and tripped up the step. “I’m looking forward to unwrapping my birthday present again.”
He led her into the bathroom, turned on the taps, and then let her start unbuttoning his shirt. “Hopefully you won’t decide to take it back and exchange it for something else.”
“Oh, I don’t think there’s much chance of that,” she said huskily, sliding down his zipper. “I think this one’s for keeps.”
About the Author
Faye Robertson lives in the sub-tropical Northland of New Zealand with her wonderful husband and gorgeous teenage son. She writes fun, flirty, and sexy contemporary romances for the modern woman who likes intelligent, spirited heroines, and hunky but approachable heroes. She’s won several romance writing competitions and is a member of the Romance Writers of New Zealand. She would much rather immerse herself in reading or writing romance than do the dusting and ironing, which is why it’s not a great idea to pop round if you have any allergies. Do feel free to pop round her virtual home, however. www.fayerobertsonromance.com