Christmas with the Single Dad

Book 5: The Single Dads of Seattle

by Whitley Cox

Genres: Contemporary Romance; Erotic & Steamy Romance; Holiday Romance; Romantic Comedy; romantic comedy; christmas romance; Single Dad romance; snowed in; laywer; redhead

Synopsis

Will a Christmas love built on lies melt away just as surely as the snow?



Single Dad of Seattle Zak Eastwood plans to spend Christmas with fellow lonely hearts. His kids are supposed to be at an amusement park with their mom. However, fate has other plans. When a woman from his club finds herself stranded in the snow, he takes her to safety.



Drowning in student loan debt and her father's medical bills, first-year law associate Aurora Stratford allows herself but one splurge—a pricey membership to Club Z Fitness to watch the gorgeous Zak flex his muscles. Fantasizing about his blue eyes and tattoos is the only thing that keeps her sane these days, especially since her Christmas will be spent alone with her dead cactus and money woes. When the snowstorm of the century moves in and the hero of her dreams offers her a ride and a place to stay, Aurora's Christmas begins to look up. However, Aurora is ashamed of her current financial state and her lies of self-preservation begin to take on a life of their own.



Can Aurora spend Christmas with the single dad and win over everyone? Or will her deceit get in the way of not only their happy holiday but her happily ever after?

Release date: October 19, 2019

Publisher: Whitley Cox

Print pages: 284

Content advisory: VERY STEAMY. 5 flames!

Sample

He was about to ask as much when she moved toward him, her pace full of purpose. She grabbed his face and kissed him.

And it wasn’t just a peck on the lips. No, this woman knew how to kiss. She knew how to throw her whole body into it. A low and pleasant hum warmed him from the center outward.

Her soft, slippery little tongue pushed its way into his mouth. Then she started to suck. She started to fucking suck on his tongue. He moaned as his cock stirred beneath the towel, his hands moving to wrap around her back.

This had been so unexpected, and yet he couldn’t get over how much he suddenly wanted it—wanted her.

A shrill beeping sound from downstairs made them both still. She was the first to pull away.

Her light brown eyes were glassy, and her cheeks held an adorable pink flush. He dropped his gaze to her plump, wet lips and he swept his thumb over the bottom one back and forth. He stilled when she pressed the tip of her tongue to his thumb, then parted her lips and lunged at it with her teeth, nipping the pad.

He tugged it away, grinning.

Oh, she was a wicked little thing.

Grabbing her around the back of the neck, he crushed his mouth to hers, taking control of the kiss this time, forcing her lips to part for his, to mold to his. She gave over all the power and melted against him, her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him down to her. He was about to push the hem of her shirt up to explore her lack of a bra when the loud beeping of the oven timer downstairs had them pulling a part once again.

Her ample chest rose and fell rapidly, his did too.

“Hold that thought,” he murmured, grabbing hold of his towel and heading downstairs toward the kitchen. “Be right back.” Then he took off as fast as his legs could carry him, hoping that his chicken wasn’t burning, but even more so that the woman in his bedroom would still be there when he returned.