The Cattaneos' Christmas Miracles

She blinked. Had he actually just said that?

The fire was flickering behind him, sending a warm glow around the room. Her heart missed a few beats.

No way. She wouldn’t. Not ever. She wasn’t that kind of girl.

But...

Somehow, tonight, she wanted to be.

She really, really wanted to be.

She prayed her voice wouldn’t shake as she uttered the words. ‘I could live with forgetting about everything dragging me down.’

He moved closer, his mouth only a few inches from hers, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

She paused for the briefest second. ‘Promise me you have no wife, no fiancée, no girlfriend.’

He gave a flicker of smile. ‘Promise. What about you?’

She smiled too as she leaned in. ‘Oh, I don’t have a wife, a fiancée or a girlfriend.’ This was reaching the teasing stage. Her favourite part.

He smiled back as he reached up and slid his fingers through her hair, anchoring his hand at the back of her head. ‘No significant other?’

She shook her head. ‘No significant other.’

His lips brushed against her ear. ‘Then how about we get ourselves distracted?’

She must be crazy. She must be losing her mind. But for the first time in a year all she could think about was how good it felt to be in the arms of this man she found wildly attractive and how in control she felt. She was making this decision. No one was doing it for her. Leo Baxter was hot.

And he was all hers.

This was one night. Everything else she could worry about tomorrow.

She smiled as she brushed her lips against his. ‘So...distract me.’

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