The holidays are heating up—with seven wickedly sensual stories guaranteed to spice up those chilly winter nights!
“Good afternoon, Mr. Johnson.” She steps up to an elderly man with a cane. “Do you like it?” she asks as he examines the car. His eyes go wide when he sees me, and I instantly slip into Playmaker mode. “You're Cole Cannon,” he says.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Johnson.” She steps up to an elderly man with a cane. “Do you like it?” she asks as he examines the car. His eyes go wide when he sees me, and I instantly slip into Playmaker mode. “You're Cole Cannon,” he says.
running to Johnson's convenience to grab a few more boxes of candy canes? I think we're going to need them.” Carter looked at his watch. “Okay,” he said. “I still have time.” They stepped outside and when they reached the sidewalk, ...
“Good morning, Mr. Johnson,” Emery said with a little wave. “And don't worry, he doesn't like anyone.” Mr. Johnson waved back, but Luke didn't miss the mistrust in his eyes. No doubt the man thought Emery was slumming with some ...
Just as she jotted her last note in Mr. Johnson's chart, a very sexy, very familiar voice sounded in the doorway. She turned, and her heart leapt at the sight of the gorgeous man smiling at her, the last man she expected to see at her ...
Just as she jotted her last note in Mr. Johnson's chart, a very sexy, very familiar voice sounded in the doorway. She turned, and her heart leapt at the sight of the gorgeous man smiling at her, the last man she expected to see at her ...
“Now all you have to do is convince Jamie here to buy the Johnson property on the cove. Then you guys can come every year, and stay longer with us all.” She casts a glance my way, like she's gauging my reaction to that suggestion, ...
I ask. Unlike the rest of us, Lucas never was much of a student. He preferred to use his hands over his brains, and that's all well and fine—except for him, idle hands brew trouble. “Lucas is working in Mr. Johnson's service bay.
Cathryn Fox, Faye Avalon, Cara Lockwood, Jamie K. Schmidt. This one is for my lovely and supportive cousin, Nicole Johnson. Thanks for always cheering me on! CONTENTS Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter.
Chester Johnson waves to me as he saunters down the road, his cane leading the way. In this small town, everyone knows everyone. I slow my truck and roll down the window. “Hey, Chester, need a lift?” “Headed up to Edna's,” he says and ...
Soon anger moved into his stomach, because Audrey turned the conversation to Gemma and her marital status. “Gemma, you rushed away so fast last night, I didn't get a chance to introduce you to Marie Johnson's son. He's a fine young boy.
The door over Mr. Johnson's pharmacy jingled, and when Ryeland and Trevor turned to see the elderly owner of the store reaching for his cell phone as he glared at them, Trevor took a small step back. Melody's hand curled in the back of ...
Mr. Johnson, the elderly pharmacist at Deerfield Convenience liked to chat, and since he was one of the few people in town who was nice to her, she couldn't bring herself to cut out on him—even if it did mean missing her ride.
Mr. Johnson, the elderly pharmacist at Deerfield Convenience liked to chat, and since he was one of the few people in town who was nice to her, she couldn't bring herself to cut out on him—even if it did mean missing her ride.
“I have one more thing to ask before you head out. Would you mind running to Johnson's convenience to grab a few more boxes of candy canes? I think we're going to need them.” Carter looked at his watch. “Okay,” he said. “I still.
A Scorching Hot Romance Cathryn Fox. This one is for my lovely and supportive cousin, Nicole Johnson. Thanks for always cheering me on! Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter.
Mrs. Johnson, my next door neighbor, leisurely strolls down her driveway, and when her head angles my way, I step back and shut the door. Shit. Shit. Shit. Now what the hell am I supposed to do? The baby's lower lip trembles as she ...
Mrs. Johnson, my next door neighbor, leisurely strolls down her driveway, and when her head angles my way, I step back and shut the door. Shit. Shit. Shit. Now what the hell am I supposed to do? The baby's lower lip trembles as she ...
But I've made my choice, and she's here to support me. That's what best friends do. Besides, it's not like I'm ever going to hook with my college love, Josh Walker, from college. No, he took my virginity and then broke my heart back at ...