'tis the Season by Sommer Marsden

  • ISBN: 9781609829247
  • Written by: Sommer Marsden


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'tis the Season for a fun, flirty tale of holiday passion. A perfect short, cheerful read at that busy time of year. Nothing but lots of humor with a festive cast of characters, a dashing hero, a good-hearted heroine and a warm afterglow. All thanks to the magic of Christmas...oh, and a stuck thermostat. Hot from the word go, 'tis the Season is just the right amount of comedy and romance and sex to give yourself a break when that holiday stress gets to be too much. A package you'll definitely want to open before Christmas. 

Warnings: This title contains explicit sex, language, and excessive holiday humor.

Word Count: 14,500





“I wish they weren’t here,” I said quite honestly. “I wish it was just us, and we could build a fire and…”

He leaned back just far enough to look me in the eye. Then he did that eyebrow cocking thing and my breath caught. “And?”

I was risking my sanity. My mother was in the very next room, and she was nosy. But screw it, I thought. I ran my fingers over the Henley he wore beneath the flannel, worked it lower, stroked the dark wash jeans above the boxers I knew to be beneath. “And…” I dragged my finger down
his fly and felt he was getting hard. Such a waste with a house full of company. “You could stuff my stocking.” I waggled my eyebrows comically.

To think that two nights before I’d considered him standoffish and shy. Now, I was completely comfortable with double entendres and weird humor. My dad once told me that certain people would just resonate with me over my lifetime. That when I met them and got to know them, it would be
almost like hearing an audible ‘click’. The kind you hear when you fit two jigsaw puzzle pieces together. Jon Brogan was the first person to make me believe my father’s theory.

Brogan barked laughter, and I quickly covered his mouth with my hand. Brogan playfully stuck his tongue out and wiggled it against my palm. But that only made me think dirty-dirty things, so I pulled my hand away fast. “You’re bad,” he said.


“That’s okay.” Brogan kissed my neck, and a shiver passed over my skin. “I can be dirty, too. There are things I haven’t even gotten to do to you yet, Natalie. I’d like to do them tonight.”

I wanted to grab him by the ears, kiss him and say, yes! Right here! Right now! Instead, I stood on tiptoe, kissed him softly and whispered. “Soon. My God, soon. Have I mentioned that I wish we were the only ones here?”

He reached around and grabbed my ass and squeezed. Pleasure snaked through me, and suddenly my comfortable apartment seemed overly warm. Then someone cleared their throat and we both turned to the entryway.

“If you two are…well, we were thinking we could eat,” Thom said from the doorway.

“Thom!” I yelped. “This is Jon Brogan. Brogan this is my step-dad, Thom. We were just um…”

“Yes, I know,” Thom said, repressing a laugh. “I know. But let’s eat. The sooner you feed us, the sooner we’ll go,” he chuckled and then winked at me.

“Food,” I declared a little too loudly. “Let’s get food!”

This book was added to our catalog on Monday 24 November, 2014.

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