I’ll give you a positive thought. Sex! —JAX Claire’s pulse raced like a mountain biker’s descending Sinner’s Prayer Pass. She couldn’t believe that she was doing this. Never had she been so precipitous and presumptive. Never in her life had she been so bold. The only explanation had to be that the man’s kiss had short-circuited both her modesty and her sense of caution. Yet, she had hung on to at least a thread of the latter because she managed to ask, “What is a mistletoe fling?” “Whatever we want to make it.” He nibbled her finger and sent a shiver racing up her spine. “Though, since it is mistletoe, I think we should include kissing.” “Okay.” Her cheeks grew warm. His blue eyes glittered. “Lots of kissing.” Heat flushed her entire body. “Okay.” “I really like the way you kiss, Miss Christmas.” Claire was foundering. She’d didn’t have experience with this sort of … frankness … and it seemed that her brazenness had evaporated. Landon had been her first serious relationship since college, and he’d been Mr.
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