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In Alien Contact for a Christmas Nutcracker, Holly Jansen is an American hired to conduct The Nutcracker ballet in a performance for and by alien humans from an alternate Earth. When she meets sexy Rafe Sekwa, the head of the dancers, he’s in the middle of a rehearsal.

When he was done and waved his arms to direct his troupe into the next scene, she stomped over to him in a polite, ladylike way and tapped his arm. He hadn’t put his shirt back on, so that meant touching his skin. He was a dancer, though, a tactile person who wouldn’t mind being touched.

He turned to her. “Not a word, remember?” He raised his finger to touch her lips again.

“Don’t do that.” She backed away. “Jeez, why do you have to touch me?”

His lips parted and turned up at the corners. “Because the first time felt so . . . interesting.”

He’d felt it too? Well, well, well.

“The dance was . . . interesting,” she said, mimicking his pause, “but what I want to see is the dance for the Welcome Centre’s opening, not this side-project.”

He heaved a sigh. “I am surrounded by morons and philistines. I had thought that you, being an artist of sorts, would be different.” He sighed again then startled her by grasping her upper arms. Definitely a touchy feely guy.

“I am going to walk you back to where you were sitting. Are you ready?” Not waiting for an answer, he took a step forward, which made her stumble back a step.

“Again.” Guiding her with hands that allowed for no disagreement, he stepped forward.

She managed a shred of grace this time as she stepped backward.

“One more time.” This time it was almost like dancing with him. “A box is behind you, so sit.”

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Alien Contact for a Christmas Nutcracker

The Nutcracker ballet . . . for and by aliens?

[image error]Holly Jansen, a young orchestra conductor down on her luck, is secretly hired by an alien king to conduct The Nutcracker on Kwadra Island as a Christmas present for his American wife. This big break seems like a Christmas miracle. But after she meets the lead dancer, she wonders if it’s a curse, instead . . .

. . . because the queen has secretly ordered Rafe Sekwa, dancer extraordinaire, to produce a potlatch ceremony honoring her husband’s ancestors — on the same day, time, and stage as The Nutcracker. The stubborn genius is determined to do so no matter what. Soon Holly finds her ambition melting in the face of her growing admiration — and love.

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