Kyle Davis doesn’t do Christmas – not after he lost his whole family in the Boxing Day Tsunami. His idea of celebrating the festive season is going to his Margaret River property where his only companion is what’s residing in his liquor cabinet. Finding winemaker, Jordan Hastings in his shower is the last thing he expects or needs. No matter how attractive she is or how his body responds to her, a relationship is not on his Christmas wish list.
After being betrayed by the man she thought loved her Jordan has taken over her father’s caretaker position at a Margaret River property. Trying to get her career on track by bringing the neglected vines on the property back to life becomes her only focus. When property owner Kyle turns up and demands she leaves she stands her ground and convinces him to let her continue her work on the vines. Falling for a man who controls her employment is something she has no plans on doing again. Only resisting Kyle proves impossible when she learns of the tragedy he has suffered.
Time spent together has each of them evaluating their goals and finding that taking another risk on living and loving could be the best Christmas gift after all.
Jordan Hastings washed the shampoo out of her hair while listing all the things she needed to do that day. There was nothing more invigorating than getting up as the sun rose out of the sky to begin a brand new day.
She needed to check and make sure the new shoots were growing straight, obtaining maximum sunshine on the budding fruit stock. She also needed to make sure there was no sign of mildew on the vines. After being neglected for so long, she wasn’t expecting much from this year’s harvest. With the grapes she did manage to grow and harvest, she hoped to experiment and come up with new blends, new flavors infused into the wines.
Jordan couldn’t wait for her dad to recover from his broken leg so he could help her when it came to harvesting the grapes. Good thing she happened to be visiting him when he had his accident. She tried not to think his fall was caused by hearing about her broken engagement. Or how her former fiancé had won the Golden Wine award for “Most Innovative Wine” for the wine she’d created. She tried to convince herself none of those things was the reason her father lost his balance on the ladder, fell and broke his leg. But she couldn’t help but feel responsible.
Jordan forcefully shut off the water. She wasn’t going to think about her loser ex. The only important male person in her life was her father, and she planned to keep it that way for a long time. She wasn’t going to be fooled by a handsome face again.
She shoved the shower curtain aside and screamed.
“Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing in my house?”
“Who are you?” Jordan screeched back as she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. But she didn’t need to ask the question. She knew the bare-chested man standing in front of her.
Kyle Davis in the flesh.
She never expected the first time she met him she would be standing naked in the shower. She hated surprises and her temporary boss standing in the bathroom was one hell of a surprise.
“I asked you first.” He crossed his arms over his impressively muscled chest and widened his stance.
Jordan bristled at his aggressiveness. It was either that or step forward and lay her head on his chest.
Could she be any more hormonal? He’d scared the crap out of her and she wanted to feel his arms around her? Was she asking for trouble? His good looks weren’t going to keep her from doing what she wanted. No man was going to stop her from pursuing her dreams anymore.
His annoyance she could deal with. If she was truthful, she supposed he had a reason for it. It was his house after all. But it wasn’t like she was trespassing. She’d cleared it with Shey to stay in the main house instead of her dad’s apartment for the time being. However, having a conversation while wearing a towel, with him looking like he wanted to explode wasn’t a priority on her current to-do list.
“What is this? High school?” she fired back, cringing at how juvenile she sounded. She couldn’t help it. The whole situation was making her uncomfortable.
He took a couple of steps toward her, blocking her exit route out of the bathroom.
“No, this is my house and instead of finding it empty, I find you.” Kyle leaned forward fractionally. Her hand reached behind her for the tiled wall to steady herself against the fire sparking out from his eyes. “So I ask again. Who are you? And what are you doing in my house?”
At least this time he asked his questions a bit more politely.
“Do you think we can have this conversation when I’m dressed?”
A small smile broke out on Kyle’s face as his eyes lazily roamed over her towel- clad form. “Now why would I do that? Seems to me this is the perfect time for a chat.”
Great, just remind the sexiest guy you’ve seen in a long time you’re naked. Way to go, Jordan.
Bestselling author Nicole Flockton writes sexy contemporary romances, seducing you one kiss at a time as you turn the pages. Nicole likes nothing better than taking characters and creating unique situations where they fight to find their true love.
On her first school report her teacher noted "Nicole likes to tell her own stories". It wasn’t until after the birth of her first child and after having fun on a romance community forum that she finally decided to take the plunge and write a book.
Apart from writing Nicole is busy looking after her very own hero – her wonderfully supportive husband, and two fabulous kids. She also enjoys watching sports and, of course, reading.