They made arrangements for the following day when she would get to spend time with him and his daughter—and Tyler the Shoe Terminator—and then said their good-byes. She was still grinning from ear to ear when she put the handset back on the receiver.
She took a deep breath in and felt the wave of happiness bowl her over at the thought of what the weeks, months, and hopefully years ahead might hold.
Collapsing onto the sofa, she gazed at her little blue spruce with its twinkle of snowflake lights and realized that the first Christmas wish she’d ever dared to make had just come true.
Acknowledgments
Special thanks go to Aimee Carson, Amy Andrews, and Kate Hardy for being so supportive and inspiring to work with while we devised the theme, brainstormed our individual stories together, and wrote them at breakneck speed. And also to the wonderful Liz Pelletier for being so enthusiastic about the idea from the get-go and encouraging us every step of the way. It’s been a ball.
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author Heidi Rice is married with two teenage sons (which gives her rather too much of an insight into the male psyche). She also works as a film journalist and loves her job as an author because it involves sitting down at her computer each day and getting swept up in a world of high emotions, sensual excitement, funny feisty women, sexy tortured men and glamourous locations where laundry doesn’t exist… Not bad, eh.
Then she gets to turn off her computer and do chores (usually involving laundry!)
’Tis the Season to
be Kissed
Amy Andrews
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
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The author acknowledges the copyrighted or trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction: South Park; Popsicle; Cheetos; Tylenol; Greyhound; Jersey Shore; Pop-Tarts; Twinkies; Blue Hawaii; Pop Rocks; Calvin Klein; Scrabble; Technicolor.
To Heidi, Kate, and Aimee. Thanks so much for the fun times while we worked on this anthology. I am so proud and lucky to be part of this project with such incredibly talented and incredibly generous women.
Chapter One
Fifteen hours ’til midnight
Tamara was already three-quarters of the way through the pitcher of eggnog before she realized she was a little on the tipsy side.
At nine o’clock in the morning.
She sighed. She’d never been very good at holding her liquor. But at least the delicious, nutmeggy rum had managed to do what every piece of clothing she’d packed—plus the patchwork quilt off the bed—hadn’t. She was warm right down to her bones. Even if she did look like Kenny from South Park with the faux-fur lined hood of her parka pulled tight around her face.