Snowed in with Grumpy (Silver Mountain, #1)

by Olivia Noble

“Damn, why does that man have to be straight? The things I would do to that tight body of his. Meow. I would climb him like a kitten trying to destroy a Christmas tree.”

Don’t you know why Mr. Grumpypants ran out of here so fast? He was afraid of poking a hole right through the crotch of that expensive suit of his.” “What? No way,” I respond with a laugh. “Trust me, girl. I saw the telltale bulge. And it wasn’t no semi. It was a full-on freight train.”

“Oh, come on girl. You can’t be too busy for a little fun. I think McGrumpy needs to have some fun, too. Don’t you wanna give his candy cane a little lick? Just a little taste. Ride that candy cane like Santa rides his sleigh. Giddyap!”

“I told you that your name was bad luck! Why couldn’t you be named something fun or pleasant, like Autumn or Summer?” I dig deeper. “Like Melody, or Rose, or Harmony?” I dig some more. “Like River or Brooke, or Lily?” I dig deeper, fiercely. “Like Hope or Faith? Or hell, something awesome like Orgasm or Lapdance. Cowgirl or Quickie. Blowjob! Butt Stuff. Anything but friggin’ Avalanche! It’s like you’re cursed. I swear on Santa’s Elves that I’ve never seen an avalanche in my life—and the same day that I meet you, this happens? What the hell!”