Dash
When my son had to leave our small hometown of Christmas, Texas, I couldn’t wait to leave with him, only to fall into a new fresh hell.
Christmas 2.0 a/k/a Candy Cane Key.
Everyone is in love down here. They love their town. They love their school.
Let me tell you, True Love doesn’t exist. Romantic love is made up.
There’s no one who can tell me differently.
No matter how gorgeous she is.
And I’m the grouch who said so.
Summer
I love where I live. I love the sun, the people, my job. I love to help and do whatever anyone needs of me.
But letting them past my surface is hard when they’re only using our town as another way out.
For having a bright talented kid, and being extremely good looking, this guy is all types of grouch.
He’s cynical, annoyed with the world, and has become my new target.
Can I make him love Candy Cane Key, and also let my guard down and him in?
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Excerpt:
I’m waiting for Dash to take the bait. Again. And then he does. I turn again and his rough hand lands on my hip as he leans toward me, his hot breath tickling my ear.
“That’s two. You shouldn’t tease a grouch.”
Bingo.
“What will happen if I do?” I take another chip and crunch it, licking the cheese off my fingers as I watch him.
“You’ll make him angry.”
“Oh? Will he punish me?” I lean in, eyes wide, “Maybe two spanks this time?” I ask in faux terror. It’s dark inside this bar, but there is no mistaking the way his pupils dilate. I reach for another chip but his hand on my hip squeezes once again and I jerk into the table pushing my hand onto the plate of nachos, getting cheese all over my finger. I stand upright to reach for a napkin, but he grabs my wrist and holds it, forcing me to face him head on. My entire body is racing with excitement, tingles moving from my toes to the top of my head.
He raises my finger dripping with cheese and paints my lips with it. He watches as I snake my tongue out to lick it off, our eyes holding the entire time. “You want to be punished?”
I nod my head slowly , sticking my finger in my mouth and sucking off the remaining cheese. A smug grin forms on his lips.
“Fuck, Rainbow Brite, I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“I don’t. Yet.” I raise a brow, daring him to answer me. Begging him to want the same things I do. He stands abruptly, bumping me, but I don’t move back. With his hand still wrapped around my wrist, I’m not going anywhere.
“You’re playing with fire, little girl.” He whispers in my ear, and I want to jump for joy.
I want to climb this man like a tree and let him take me home and do wicked, wicked things to my body, all the while reminding myself that he’s leaving, he’s just passing through this town, and I should not fall for the grouch. But it’s too late. “Then burn me, big boy.”
Copyright 2023 Carolina Jax
About Carolina Jax:
Hailing from a tiny town in New York, Carolina spends her free time with her military husband, their two sons and her chocolate lab, Lincoln. Her avid love for reading slowly morphed into an “I want to do that, too!” attitude and a dream was born with a pen and paper.
Carolina Jax writes contemporary romances about her favorite things – football, small towns and big hearts. Her stories are based on an everyday life with amazing people finding amazing love. They have the perfect combination of love, lust and laughs, and always with a Happily Ever After.
When she’s not on the field watching her boys play football and lacrosse, she loves to drink wine with friends, watch the Philadelphia Eagles (hopefully) win, read about alpha heroes, and dream about everything Christmas.
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