Santa's Secret Fixation: Taylor Brothers Christmas in July, #2

By Kali Hart

Merry

I've had a crush on my dad's best friend for years.
So when Cole volunteers to be a Santa at the Christmas in July festival, I pull some strings to make sure we're paired together.
I'm determined to figure out if the heated glances and flirting that has gone on for months between us means anything.
I know my dad would never approve.
But maybe he doesn't have to know …

Cole

When I volunteer to be one of the Santas, I have no idea my best friend's daughter will be paired up with me.
I've wanted Merry in the worst way for longer than I care to admit.
She's the sexiest Santa's Helper I've ever seen.
But I have to keep my feelings for her a secret.
Her dad would never understand.
So why can't I keep my hands to myself?

Sweet & steamy short story instalove summer holiday romance with an older alpha and younger curvy woman with an HEA. NO cliffhangers. NO cheating.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jackie M. Wallick
• Release date: Jul 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9798223289418

Book preview

1

COLE

I’d pay real money to see you in a Santa suit, Dodge, my best friend, cackles from beneath an Equinox. Also my business partner, he glances my way as the car on the lift drains oil into a long-necked pan. How the hell did you get talked into that?

"Volun-told," I explain. My brother Nick sabotaged me last night when we stopped by his office after my birthday dinner. I never should’ve left the truck looking for him, but it’s too late now. It’s just for three days.

It’s been busier than hell around here, Dodge reminds me, wiping his hands on a stained shop towel.

Like he really needed to say it. Our business is booming more than ever. People bring their cars in for anything from a tire rotation to a failing transmission. We used to offer drive-up service for oil changes. Now we have to book them two weeks in advance.

Dodge gives me that look, the one that says everything he won’t voice. Sure they need you?

I’m working the late shift, so I’ll still be around until early afternoon.

Lunch is served! Merry, Dodge’s daughter, announces as she sashays into the garage raising two bags from Charlie’s Chicken Shack. My pulse triples, and not from the chicken.

Merry Goodwin. Now there’s a problem without a solution.

Two months ago, Dodge convinced me to hire Merry when she graduated college. With her business degree, and unflappable eagerness, she seemed a solid choice to manage our office. In the short span of time, she’s proven herself more than capable of organizing the mess Dodge and I creatively called filing. I have to admit, our scheduling and invoicing has never been more streamlined.

But fuck me, I’ve never been attracted to any woman like I am to her. And it’s not just her kissably full lips or the way her ass fills out her jeans. Though I wouldn’t be a man if I didn’t admit, she’s got both in spades. It’s the hunger in her brown eyes whenever she looks my way.

Merry, you’re the best, Dodge coos at his daughter, reaching toward her for a side hug but obviously thinking better of it. He flashes her his greasy hands and an apologetic smile. Be right back.

My gaze quickly sweeps Merry as Dodge turns his back toward the corner sink: her wavy chestnut hair flowing down her back, one side draped over her shoulder. The light blue top, buttons only half-done up, reveals the tight white tank top beneath it. Those denim shorts show off her thick legs and accentuate a perfectly curvy ass, forcing me to turn toward my toolbox to pretend I’m searching for something.

Merry Goodwin is a fucking goddess. And the temptation I can never give in to.

I will my half-hard dick to calm down, not quite successful when I catch a whiff of her Jasmine perfume as she approaches.

Cole, I got you extra honey mustard. She gives me a wink her dad would no