Nativity: Festive Novella (Heart Of Stone #11) - Plot & Excerpts
“Mason!” He chuckled, his head shaking from side to side as he whizzed off in front and left me stood alone and scared shitless in the middle of the rink. Spinning in an elegant circle, he spun back to me and started to sway his hips, taunting me with a ‘come hither’ motion of his hand. Every damn year he did this. Showed off his skating skills while he abandoned me with my lack of talent in the center. “Mason!” I squealed, making him laugh harder when my feet started to slide outwards, my knees growing further and further apart as my crotch sunk lower and lower to the ice. “MASON!” I grinned, poking my tongue out at him when he suddenly stopped laughing. His face dropped, a deep scowl forming and his lip curling slightly when huge arms wrapped around my waist and someone pulled me upwards. “You okay, Darling?” I maneuvered round, inch by inch. My eyes hit a solid wall of muscle behind a mass of cream wool. Slowly I dragged them upwards into the face of an Angel. My mouth popped open.
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