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He was in it now, and there was no way to go but forward. “It means whatever we want it to mean. I want to be with you, you want to be with me, and maybe there’s some force out there in the universe that thought we’d be a good fit.”

“You think it’s really that simple?” She traced a pattern on his arm, nothing he could identify, but he didn’t care as long as she kept touching him.

“What’s so complicated about love?”

Thatgot her to move, shifting until she’d straddled his hips and had a hand on each of his shoulders. “You’re saying you love me?” she challenged with a smile.

“I do.”

Good cheer burst around him as Ro pulled him close, crushing their lips together in one hell of a kiss. “You can’t take that back,” she said when she finally came up for air, her lips swollen and eyes a bit dazed. “I’m keeping you.”

“I’m keeping you too,” he replied, leaning in to kiss her again.

And as the snow began to fall outside and the noises of Ro’s family echoed from the other rooms, he and his mate laid down and sealed their bond with a kiss… and so much more. It was a promise of the future they both wanted, and they’d find their own way to take it.

Together.

Trapped with her Alien Mate

Kate Rudolph

Last minute holiday shopping should be a breeze…

That’s Jody’s thought as she walks into the store. Then she spots the hottest alien she’s ever seen.

But any fantasy she might have is interrupted when the next guy walks in.

He looks like Santa.

Evil Santa.

And he’s got evil toys to keep her and the other shoppers locked in the store so he can do evil things to them.

Jody’s determined to get out, and hot alien, Aldyn, is determined to help her.

And if they can defeat Evil Santa, she might just find a hot Detyen male in her life and under her tree.

Chapter 1

Jody

Idid this every year.

I left Christmas shopping to the last minute. I know it’s a bad habit. And I’m sure if my parents were still around, they’d say something about it. Of course, they haven’t been around since I was about three years old. And none of my foster parents were big on Christmas. So no one was going to call me out.

Today I needed to get gifts for my fellow teachers at school and a couple decorations for the classroom. In and out of the store in ten minutes. I could do it. And if I was lucky, I wouldn’t even need to listen to the holiday songs I hated.

I wasn’t going to get distracted.

Oh! Shiny.

Okay, I didnotneed a unicorn covered in sparkles and lit up with glowing lights. I really didn’t. And it wasn’t my style.

But it wassoshiny.

Discipline.

I had to teach it to my preschoolers. And the best way to do that was to lead by example.

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