Nanisi Barrett D'Arnuk

My new boss is the most perfect woman I’d ever seen. Wisdom dictates one doesn’t get involved with a colleague, but surely taking along a six-pack of her favorite beer when I deliver a report to her home after work won’t be misconstrued?<br><br>She invites me to stay for dinner. One thing leads to another, and we start doing things together outside the office. But as the weather cools and the holidays approach, she decides she wants to take our relationship to the next level. Do I?

Business for the Holidays

“I’m playing the narrator today,” Hal Roper said ten feet or more above the ice and rising. “So let’s set the mood. The prince escorts Clara to the land of sweets,” he began.


Extra NYPD officers had been brought in. Sergei claimed federal agents would be roaming about as well. Still, floating a portly legendary TV weatherman up above the crowd when an imminent threat was hanging in the air as well did not seem like a great idea. Rocco glanced toward Dirk, standing in his skates with not a thing to do but wait for whatever he had planned. Jealousy was the motive, envy of the younger generation, and Rocco—who considered himself a good judge of character—was pissed he had been fooled so easily by the older man’s gentlemanly ways. “Keep an eye on the snowflakes,” Rocco whispered to Ridley as he skated out.


“And be careful.” He touched Ridley’s hand.


Chapter 23