Heartbreak Bay, 6
September 21, 2018
Who needs mistletoe?
Most people wouldn’t think of a bad Santa case as the perfect Christmas gift. Then again, Molly Malone, office manager at Hunt Investigations, isn’t most people, and she could really use a distraction from the fantasies she’s been having since spending the night with her very secret crush, Lucas Knight. Nothing happened, not that Lucas knows that—but Molly just wants to enjoy being a little naughty for once . . .
Whiskey and pain meds for almost-healed bullet wounds don’t mix. Lucas needs to remember that next time he’s shot on the job, which may be sooner rather than later if Molly’s brother, Joe, finds out about them. Lucas can’t believe he’s drawing a blank on his (supposedly) passionate tryst with Molly, who’s the hottest, smartest, strongest woman he’s ever known. Strong enough to kick his butt if she discovers he’s been assigned to babysit her on her first case. And hot enough to melt his cold heart this Christmas.
You really can't go wrong with a Jill Shalvis book, majority of the time. Yes, there are a few that don't work for everyone, and that's fine. However, Hot Winter Nights is a fun one. I mean who doesn't love the trope of avoiding the best friend's hot sister. I have a lot of favorite tropes, but avoiding the sister ones are my top favorite.
So, we have cute, adorable Molly Malone, and yes she's harboring a crush on Lucas Knight. She happens to get a chance to take him home, because he's a hot mess after taking meds and alcohol. However, he can't remember anything, and Molly decides to have a little fun after all nothing is ever going to happen between these two. It's killing Lucas, because he can't remember. If he's going to die, he would like to have a memory of what happen on that night. Anyway, Molly has her fun, and eventually gets her break on doing a real case. Yet the guys at Hunt Investigation don't really believe it's a real case, they let Molly take the case as long as Lucas babysits. Lucas doesn't have much going. However, there is more that's happen with Bad Santa than meets the eye.
Anyway, Hot Winter Nights is a ton of fun. We have two trying avoid their attraction to one another while going undercover to figure what is going on with Santa's Village. Both Molly and Lucas believe they are bad in relationships, and they have their reasons. Anyway, I had a great time with this holiday read. If you are in the search for Christmasy stories that's not over the top Christmasy, Hot Winter Nights is light and fun your searching for.
Copy provided by Avon.
It took Lucas Knight longer than it should have to realize he had a woman in his bed, but to be fair, he had a bitch of a hangover. Even worse than that, last night was a blur, prompting him to take quick stock. One, there was a bundle of sweet, soft curves against him. Two, his head was currently threatening to secede from the United States Of Lucas. And three, his side hurt like … well, like he’d been shot.
It’d been two weeks since he’d gotten caught in some crossfire on the job and he hadn’t yet been cleared for more than light duty – something he’d obviously managed to ignore last night given that he was palming a nice, warm, feminine ass.
Straining his brain, he remembered taking a pain med before going to O’Riley’s Pub to meet up with some friends. A client had been there, someone he’d recently helped save from a multi-million dollar corporate espionage. The guy had ordered shots to toast to Lucas and … shit. Knowing better than to mix pain meds and alcohol, he’d hesitated, but everyone had been waiting on him, glasses hoisted in the air. Thinking just one shot couldn’t hurt anything, he’d knocked back the drink.
Clearly, he’d been wrong and it’d been enough to mess him up big time, something he hadn’t been in years, not since his brother Josh had been killed. Shoving that away for another time – or never -- Lucas cracked open one eye, but when his retina was stabbed by a streak of sunlight glaring in through the window, he immediately slammed it shut it again. Taking a deep breath, he told himself to suck it up and opened both eyes this time, learning two additional facts.
He was naked and completely uncovered.
And the woman snugged up at his side was rolled up in his comforter like a burrito.
What. The. Hell.
ABOUT JILL SHALVIS
New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill’s bestselling, award-winning books wherever romances are sold and visit her website, www.jillshalvis.com, for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.
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