Friday, 30 December 2016
Wednesday, 28 December 2016
Tuesday, 27 December 2016
Friday, 23 December 2016
Fast talking, entertaining, life of the party Harrison Hart is not the person I expect to meet under the mistletoe at my friend’s Christmas party, but that’s exactly who I end up locking lips with.
A foot taller than me and donning a silly holiday sweater, he has a strange charm that only a select few can pull off. Maybe that’s why my eyes can’t leave him for the entire party.
I also didn’t expect to leave with him, but when he asks I don’t even think twice before saying yes. And then he’s taking me past snowy fields beneath the winter sky and making me laugh more than anyone ever has. His charming demeanour is keeping my mind off being unable to go home for the holidays, and when he parks his truck beneath the starry sky I find other parts of him keeping me distracted too.
“I’m an engineer, I should be able to fix a shoe,” he says, rubbing at his clean-shaven jaw as he eyes the shoe.
“Really, it was very sweet of you just to try.” I pat him on the chest, craning my neck up to look him in the eye when he finally turns his attention to me. For a moment I see his eyes dart down to my lips and then back up.
“I admit, my intentions might not be considered sweet,” he tells me, “nor should this.” Harrison reaches up and over and plucks the mistletoe from the doorway. With his height it’s easy, and any jealousy I would normally feel is quelled at his next move.
Harrison is holding the mistletoe above our heads, his long reach so high I’m not sure it’s fair for him to hold it above me. He’s towering over me with a sweet smile, and even though he’s twenty years my senior I find I wouldn’t mind giving him a kiss. Maybe it’s the alcohol in the eggnog, or maybe it’s the fact I’m feeling especially lonely, I stand on my toes and give him a peck on the lips. It tingles from the candy cane I saw him sucking on all evening. As my heels return to the hardwood floor I expect to feel his lips leave mine, but they don’t. They follow me down to my level and he’s stepping towards me, making me inch back until I hit the wall. There’s more pressure to our kiss, and I feel his hand snake around my waist to the small of my back. Harrison pulls me flush against him, one hand against the wall with the mistletoe pinched between his fingers.
Wednesday, 21 December 2016
Tuesday, 20 December 2016
Saturday, 17 December 2016
On the surface, Gaby Parker has it all; however, behind closed doors, is a woman who lives in constant fear of the man who was supposed to love her: her husband, Kyle. Beaten, desperate, and broken, Gaby realizes the only way to escape from her violent husband is to kill herself — on paper. Gaby is dead, and Riley Locklin is born, residing in the tranquil coastal town of Chesswick Bay Montauk where she hopes to start over and meets a man who shows her bruises aren’t kisses. Meanwhile, back home, Kyle is doing everything in his power to prove Gaby isn’t dead. But…police find her burnt-out car and remains? Kyle isn’t buying it; he knows she’s still alive. He launches his own full investigation to find his wife — and he’ll stop at nothing to claim her back. A female Detective assigned to his wife’s case doesn’t like him very much after discovering a domestic violence report - scorned by the history of her mother’s domestic abuse, she’s determined to send Kyle down for his wife’s murder. And then he finds her. Will Gaby finally take a stand? - NELUMBO NUCIFERA
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Friday, 16 December 2016
Thursday, 15 December 2016