Winter Fire: A Red Hot Winter Story (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
He shouldn’t do this. He should walk away and talk to Rachel later. At dinner. When there’d be at least ten other people to buffer his feelings. To stop him from doing anything rash. But when Rachel opened the door, dressed in a robe, with her hair piled on top of her head and her cheeks flushed, he knew there was nowhere else he’d rather be. Without saying a word, she stepped aside, and Jackson walked past her into her room. She shut the door tight and looked up at him with her enormous midnight-blue eyes. “I didn’t know he was your housemate,” she spluttered. “I know.” “I’d never have let anything happen…” He nodded. He knew that too. It didn’t stop the jealousy from flooding his system. “Do you hate me?” She could hardly look him in the eye. Her gaze was focused on his chest. “What the—? Rach, I could never hate you.” “I slept with your housemate.” He scraped a hand through his hair.
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