Aline de Chevigny
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Jennifer was having the worst Christmas ever. She'd just quit her job, her ex had happily married some blonde Barbie doll and the man of her dreams didn't even know she was alive.
Franko was through with women, or so he thought until the hottest little spitfire he'd ever met walked into him and set him straight. He now had five days until she left the mine for good to convince her that he was the Christmas gift of her dreams.
Grinning, she pressed her herself closer and cupped a hand around his other cheek, then stood on her toes to kiss him again. "Why wait?" She'd wanted to do this for so long now, there was no way in hell she was letting food distract her.
"Or not," he announced with a laugh, tightening his hold around her and giving into her demand.
Jennifer knew what she wanted, him naked in her bed, and if Franko was willing, she was determined to get it. The second she felt his hands on her ass, she used that leverage to climb up his body and wrapped her legs around his waist to support herself. A soft moan of pleasure escaped her, as his lips left a path of fiery kisses down her neck and back to her lips.
No one had ever made her feel this wanton with just one kiss before. She wanted him, and all that clothing he was wearing was getting in the way of her desire. "We should lock the door." She whispered into his ear, while his lips traveled down her neck towards the swell of her breasts.
Sliding his hands more firmly under her ass, he recaptured her lips in a heated kiss and stepped over to lock the door.
"Franko, aren't I getting heavy?"
"Honey, my tool belt weighs more than you do."
Jennifer laughed at his serious tone and ran her fingers through the sides of his salt and pepper hair. He was only three years her senior at thirty seven, but the white was already outnumbering the black in his short, thick, curls. "Are you comparing me to your tool belt?"
Elizabeth's Reviews --- 3.5 Phoenixes
Having worked the past few Christmases, Jennifer had been looking forward to spending this festive season with her family. But now she is stuck on-site, as all flights out have been cancelled! But maybe all is not lost. Perhaps she'll receive a fabulous gift this year, in the form of Franko. He's hot, she's interested – and so is he!
Merry Christmas To Me is a fun, cute Christmas novella that will take little time to read but will induce much enjoyment. Jennifer is an intriguing character. She has been burnt in the past and is well known on-site for not sleeping around – to the extent that there is a running bet on who can get her into bed first! Franko is the only man she is interested in. He is fairly new to the site and as far as Jennifer knows, unaware of her existence. Except he is, and he is very interested in Jennifer. If only he can get close enough to let her know. Franko himself is a big man, in build and character. His protective instincts towards Jennifer were wonderful. Both characters have a part in the telling of the tale, which really helps the reader gain insight into their thoughts, actions and emotions. There is detailed intimacy between the characters, though not anything offensive. On a note of caution, there are spelling and grammatical errors, which did mar the enjoyment of the tale as they interrupted the story's flow, hence a drop on the rating the book receives. Still, Merry Christmas To Me is a good Christmas quickie, with likeable characters and a believable, festive plot.
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Two Lips Reviews – 4 Lips
Aline de Chevigny pens a beautiful short story about a man scarred for life, who is sure he will never know love. He finds it with Jennifer, who is able to see past his face to capture his heart. Jennifer has a reputation as a cold-hearted woman, but Franko is about to learn that is anything but true. Preconceptions and misunderstandings have these two lovers working at cross purposes until Franko takes matters into his own hands. Merry Christmas to Me brought back fond memories of "Beauty and the Beast", and has the same kind of enduring magic. Beauty is, indeed, in the eye of the beholder!