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Chapters (43)
  1. Cover
  2. Free Downloads
  3. About Single and Ready to Jingle
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Epilogue
  40. Free Book
  41. Cockamamie Unicorn Ramblings
  42. About Piper & Rayne
  43. Also by Piper Rayne

“Would you mind if I had a catnap before we head down for some dinner?” he asks. “Maybe we could take a walk after we eat if the snow has stopped. Apparently they have a lighted path through the forest that you can wander when it’s dark.”

I set aside my disappointment that Andrew doesn’t plan on ravishing me and smile at him. “Of course not. If I watch a Christmas movie on TV, will that keep you up?”

He shakes his head. “Not at all. That drive really took it out of me, and I was up early to pack since I didn’t get home from the office until late last night.”

“Shocker,” I joke.

He rolls his eyes and walks over to the bed, folds down the covers on the bed, and climbs in, fully clothed.

My shoulders sag a bit, but I walk to the other side, grabbing the remote on the way and turn on the TV. I settle in under the covers and flick through the channels until I find a Christmas movie, then I settle back into the pillows to relax.

I must drift off, because the next thing I feel is Andrew pressed into me from behind, his arm snaking around my waist to rest on my stomach.

My reaction is instant. I roll my hips and press into the considerable girth I feel pressed against my ass.

Andrew leans in, and his deep, rough voice sounds in my ear. “I tried to sleep. I really did. But all I could think about was how you were only a few feet from me in bed. And then my mind went all kinds of filthy places.” He accentuates his words by rubbing his hard length against my ass crack.

It makes me moan and I tilt my head back. His tongue traces a path up my neck until he nibbles on my ear as his hand coasts up my abdomen and he palms my breast. My breathing grows labored when he somehow finds my nipple through my sweater and flicks his thumb back and forth over it.

I swear to God, if he’s doing this and has no intention of having sex with me, I might have to strangle him.

As amazing as what he’s doing feels, I want his lips on mine, so I roll over until I’m facing him. His blue eyes are the color of a turbulent sea, and his lids are heavy.

“Andrew, please don’t tease me. If we’re not going to sleep together, say so now so we can stop.”

I see the briefest moment of apprehension in his eyes before he blinks it away. “It’s all I can think about.”

His lips hit mine with an intensity I’ve not yet felt from him. He’s definitely been holding back. We melt into the kiss like molten lava coming together until we’re one.