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Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Epilogue

Dedication

To the men in my life who love me exactly as I am.

About the Book

Her Christmas wish? Rosy-red cheeks and the man of her dreams.

Alaric Parrish

I've been tempted by Jillian Rhett since the moment I set eyes on her.

I want her curves wrapped in a bow and nothing else for Christmas.

But the skittish intern wants nothing to do with me.

Until she sees something she shouldn't have.

Now she's right where I want her… in my arms.

Loving every wicked thing I do to her.

If she thinks this is temporary, she's wrong.

I'm not ever letting her go again.

December Rhett

All I want for Christmas is Alaric Parrish.

He's been the man of my dreams since I was a teenager.

But taking a job at his company was a terrible idea.

I'm not who he thinks I am…but I land in his bed anyway.

Now he says I belong to him, and I think he's right.

When we're together, he sets my soul on fire.

But when the magic ends and he finds out the truth…will he still want me?

Chapter One

December

"You didwhat?" I stare at my stepsister, Jillian, in bewilderment, convinced this is it. This is the time she's gone too far and dragged me with her. I'm going to spend Christmas with a cellmate who makes beer from fermented apples in a bathroom stall and shivs people in the cafeteria for an extra bologna sandwich.

"I sent your photo and designs in with my application," Jill says with a shrug, tossing her long blonde hair off her shoulders. "It's your dream internship, not mine."

"I thought that's what you said." I collapse onto the edge of my twin bed, my legs too weak to hold me up. My fingers land against my overheated cheeks as I gape at her, not even sure where to begin with this one.

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