HOT WINTER KISS Releases 30th November 2012 Book four in the bestselling Irish Kisses series. Tasty treats await you.
FLAME RATING: four
GENRE: contemporary romance
PUBLISHER: DECADENT PUBLISHING
PAGE COUNT: 47
CONTENT: May to December / Tinsel Play / Irish Castle / Snowed In / Holiday Romance
BLURB: Hot winter kisses to warm broken hearts…. Sick of tending to everyone else’s needs around the holidays, divorced barmaid and granny Sandra ferries it from London to Belfast. All she wants for Christmas is some peace with a romance story in front of a roaring fire in a remote Irish castle. What she gets is a most unexpected Christmas present from her friends at Bell’s—A 1Night Stand with a young Irishman. Can she hack it in the real world of romance or are life’s complications and treacherous snowstorms best left to the pages of a book?
Newly widowed Ardan Draighean owns Ballygalley castle. Once run as a hotel with his late wife, the stone building now serves as a home for him and his son. After hearing about Madame Eve’s matchmaking skills, he contacts her in search of the perfect match. Although much older than him—by fifteen years—Sandra is his ideal woman. He be damned if he’ll let a good story get in the way of his happy ever after with her. Hot winter kisses are all this couple needs to stay warm this Christmas, but will the heat stay long after the magical season of mistletoe has finished?
ALSO AVAILABLE: Sweet Irish Kiss, book 1 Shamrocked, book 2, Threesome Sweetness, book 3
HOT WINTER KISS Chapter one, part six
“Guess I was wrong when I thought getting away from the family meant getting away from crap like this.” She threw her hands to her ears, praying for an end to her holiday hell...until she spotted his smirk. Her gaze lifted to his indigo blues.
He winked and patted her thigh. “You’ll be sipping coffee before ya know it.”
She tingled under his touch, and shivers of delight coursed through her and settled in her groin. No man had ever made her feel this way. No real man, anyway. She tried to shake off her lusty pants by reminding herself Barney Rubble—a nickname she'd given him due to his red hair and cave man like behavior—was far too young for her, and far too rude. Snuggling into her chair, she leaned her head against the window and willed herself to calm down. It’s going to be a long night, Sandra. Hold on!
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