Desire is rising—and hearts are melting—in these sizzling holiday stories
Hot Coded Christmas by Nana Malone
Nothing says Christmas quite like...computer coding? That’s how CEO Jamie Reed plans to spend the holidays, holed up in an upstate New York guesthouse, desperately trying to save her company. She didn’t count on sharing this secluded wonderland with her business rival, Cole Nichols. But the sexy tech billionaire just might be the one to make all Jamie’s winter wishes come true...
Be Mine for Christmas by Sheryl Lister
After her dream Christmas wedding is canceled, Maya Brooks aims to revive her spirits with a little holiday fling. Ian Jeffries finds the gorgeous bakery owner as luscious as her desserts—and wants more of both. But Maya’s trust is shattered when she discovers that Ian’s real-estate firm is trying to buy out her shop. Can he prove his passion isn’t a ruse and that her love’s the only gift he will need forever?
Hot Coded Christmas
by Nana Malone
He reached for her and took her hand. “One dance, Jamie. Call a truce and it’s one dance. And you don’t even have to leave your spot. No one is watching you here in the corner.”
She stared at his hand for a moment, then lifted her gaze up to meet his. With a sigh, she slid her hand into his and let him pull her into his body. “Fine. If it makes you go away. Just one.”
He nodded and pulled her closer against him, relishing how they fit together. “How about for a little while we just forget everything?”
Be Mine for Christmas
by Sheryl Lister
The moment the sexy stranger wrapped his arms around her, sensations Maya never experienced coursed through her body.
Her nerves were already on overload from his verbal play at the table. She tried to pull away, but he tightened his arms around her and held her closer to his hard body. She resisted for a short moment, then brought her arms up around his neck and melted into his embrace.
At length he said, “My apologies. I should have introduced myself first. I’m Ian Jeffries...and you are?”
She lifted her head. “Maya. Maya Brooks.”
NANA MALONE is a USA TODAY bestselling author. Her love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick-butt heroines ever since. And if she’s not working or hiding in the closet reading, she’s acting out scenes for her husband, daughter and puppy in sunny San Diego.
SHERYL LISTER has enjoyed reading and writing for as long as she can remember. She writes contemporary and inspirational romance and romantic suspense. She’s been nominated for an Emma Award and the RT Reviewers’ Choice Award, and named BRAB’s 2015 Best New Author. Sheryl resides in California and is a wife, mother of three daughters and a son-in-love, and grandmother to two very special little boys.
Hot Coded Christmas
Nana Malone
To Erik, thank you for that long-ago Christmas in London. I will forever remember my gift of apple jelly. You’ve always known how to make me happy.
Dear Reader,
Thank you so much for reading Hot Coded Christmas. After over a decade in the software world, I have a soft spot for my computer geeks. Hot Coded Christmas was a chance to revisit my old teams. Though I don’t think any of my old engineers were nearly as hot as Cole!
Next up for me, I’ve got many more books. So sit back, relax and happy reading!
If you want to chat with me, I’m pretty easy to find!
Nana
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Chapter 1
Jamison Reed loved everything about Christmas.
From the decorations, to the songs, to the food, and yes, even fruitcake. She embraced it all. But now, as she watched her employees enjoy the Christmas party she’d catered, a long shadow cast a damper on her holiday.
How long would she be able to keep them all employed? Thanks to what she called the great screwup of her existence, she had fifty people she needed to take care of, and going into next year, she had no idea how to do it. No, that wasn’t true. She had a Hail Mary plan, but what would she do if it didn’t work? This was what she got for believing in love. A shattered heart and a drained corporate bank account.
Her head of marketing, Becca Long, sidled up to her, carrying two cups. “Eggnog for your troubles?”
Jamie gave Becca a small smile. “Thank you. Are you having fun?”
“Of course I am,” she said, tossing her glossy dark hair over her shoulder. “I love the annual Christmas party. I love seeing who’s drinking too much. I’m starting a pool on who’s going to have the biggest hangover tomorrow. And I’m taking bets on who’s going to lose their decorum first, once the music gets pumping.” She shrugged. “There’s at least one every year who forgets that this is a work party. But, yeah, I’m having fun. Way more than you. You look worried, boss lady.”