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274 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 12, 2014
Kindle US
Kindle UK
Excerpt:
I snarled, "Give me the doll. Now!"
Darcy had the doll box against his chest with both hands on it. His fingers tapped against the box while a smug smile stretched across his face.
He glanced to the snowmen gathered around my feet and teased, "You've got to watch your step, sweetheart."
I blew out a frustrated breath. "I swear if you don't give me that bloody doll I'll-"
"You'll what?" Darcy cut me off, his smug smile still in place on his handsome face.
Damn him.
"I'll shove me foot so far up your arse you'll need a surgeon to remove it."
Darcy's eyes widened. "You're a foot shorter than me, and at least fifty pounds lighter. You're a tiny little thing, Neala Girl. I'm not scared of you. You can't hurt me."
Wrong.
He was so wrong.
"I can hurt you, and I will unless you give me the doll."
Darcy raised an eyebrow and snorted. "How about... no."
Bastard!
I curled my lip into a sadistic grin. "Okay, you asked for it."
Darcy shook his head at me and moved forward so he could brush by me. "I don't have time for – What the hell?"
When Darcy was close enough to do so I manoeuvred my body behind his, hooked my arms around his chest and searched for his nipples with my hands. When I found them, I grabbed them between my index fingers and thumbs and pinched.
"Me nipples, let go of me nipples!" Darcy roared.
I growled and tweaked his nipples a little harder.
"Let go of the doll, and I'll let go of your nipples."
There was a sentence I never thought I'd hear myself say.
“I’d have to be vigilant and guard my nipples, but other than that it’d be fun.. right?” – Darcy
“I’d punch you, only I don’t wanna get moron on my hand.” – Neala