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Dana Littlejohn, author of sensual erotic romance is back to share another one of my holiday reads for the Candy Cane Kink hop. This time we shall look at Christmas withe Holly!

Christmas with Holly is one of my favorite stories. It shows just when you think you have nothing left what you really need and want shows up.

Christmas with Holly

Running away from her problems isn’t something that RaKeesha Holly Black usually does, but this problem couldn’t be worked out unless it was out of sight out of mind. Little did she know that while she was hiding out in the cabin in Vermont licking her wounds that a snow storm would trap for her just what the doctor ordered for her healing to begin.

 Excerpt:

 “Ma’am, there’s big storm coming this way. We’re advising all drivers to return to where they were unless you’re distance is short to make in less than an hour. The roads ahead are already starting to ice over. Are you going to the city?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Where are you coming from?”
“A cabin in Vermont.”
He nodded. “I think it best you return to Vermont. It’s closer for you than trying to get all the way to New York City. That storm is going to hit in about two hours time. The snow is really starting to come down now.”
“Back to Vermont?”
“Yes, ma’am, at least for the night. That will give the crews time to clear the snow from the roads and get them salted. Vermont is closer and safer at this point than you going on to New York City.”
She sighed realizing he was right. “Thank you, Officer. I will.” She turned her car around and waved at the officer heading back where she came from. “Figures. I spend three hours on the road just to turn around and spend three more hours and not get anywhere,” she mumbled as she retraced her steps back to the cabin.
Tired from her six-hour trip to nowhere and the late hour, she left her car in front of the cabin instead of parking in the garage out back as usual. Then stomped though the accumulating snow leaving her bags behind in the car and went straight to her room where she passed out.

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The next morning she woke to the smell of heaven teasing her senses. Smiling she sat up and took a deep breath.
“Mmm, pancakes and bacon,” she murmured sleepily.
Suddenly her smile disappeared. “Omigosh!” she whispered urgently throwing the covers back. “Someone’s cooking pancakes and bacon. Someone is here!” She looked around her room and dashed over to the corner where the broom was behind the door. Quietly she unscrewed the broom part from the stick and tiptoed out toward the kitchen. She peeked around the doorway. A man stood at the stove loading a plate with food. Holly stepped closer and he turned hearing the squeak of the floor and ducked just as she swung her stick at his head.
“Whoa! Hey! Wait!” he yelled ducking and running around the table.
“Who the hell are you? What the hell are you doing here?” Each question accompanied a swing of the stick.
He threw his hands up when he was far enough from her not to get hit. “Okay, will you just stop swinging long enough for me to explain?”
“You’ve got five minutes and do it with your hands on top of your head where I can see them.”

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