Chapter 9

“Okay, my guys arrive in a half-hour to start stringing the lights out front, the tree is coming fifteen minutes after that, and my two sous chefs will be here at three to start prepping the food. It’s finger-foods, so nothing complicated. Then we have gifts for the kids. Oh, and I was wondering if you wanted that is, if you didn’t have plans, maybe you’d like to have Christmas dinner with me and my family, no pressure-”

Noelle’s mouth was moving a mile a minute, but she didn’t care. After he’d shown her his Dragon, Sander had dragged her back to bed and made love to her again. To say it was fantastic would be a gross understatement.

They’d been lucky her employees ran late at the market, otherwise they’d have been caught in several compromising situations. They’d only just picked up the clothes they’d left strewn about.