Stealing Christmas: Magical Matchmaker, Book 1 E-Book

Amanda Adams

• Herausgeber: Tydbyts Media
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

You think you know what I want?
You're wrong.
Zach:

Billionaire.
Biker.
Bad boy.
That's what they call me.
Everyone assumes they know what I want in a woman.
They're wrong.
Bethany Riley is beautiful, curved in all the right places.
Her hot-for-teacher glasses make me want to go back to school.
But she's got a ring on her finger,
and I know she's a good girl.
A soft, sweet, sensual woman who'll take one look at my tattoos,
my leather,
and run...


Bethany:

My job is stressing me out.
My engagement is a joke.
And I can't stop thinking about a man I can't have.
Zach Stahl.
Tall, dark and handsome?
Check.
But he's dating my boss - a vicious witch I do not want to cross.
Besides, I'm nobody.
Why would he want me?

I would need a certified fairy-godmother to pull this one off.
A smoking hot, red dress.
And the courage to go after what I want.

Maybe, just maybe, I can find a way to melt Zach's Stahl's heart.


Warning: This adorable quickie is gonna make your heart hurt in all the right places. This naughty office romance will make you laugh, cry and want to throw things. If you want to see the nice girl turn naughty and take on a bad boy biker who likes to be the boss in bed, then do what you’re told and read this book! HEA guaranteed.
 

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Stealing Christmas

Magical Matchmaker, Book 1

Amanda Adams

Contents

Stealing Christmas

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Epilogue

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Stealing Christmas

Magical Matchmaker, Book 1

By

Amanda Adams

Stealing Christmas: Copyright © 2016 by Amanda Adams

All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electrical, digital or mechanical including but not limited to photocopying, recording, scanning or by any type of data storage and retrieval system without express, written permission from the author.

Published by Amanda Adams

Adams, Amanda

Stealing Christmas

Cover design copyright 2016 by Amanda Adams

Images/Photo Credit: Big Stock; snjewelry, Kasia Bialasiewicz

Publishers Note:

This book was written for an adult audience only. Spanking and other sexual activities included in this book are strictly fantasies intended for adults and are neither endorsed nor encouraged by the author or publisher.

1

Zachary Steal

Every other day of the year I beg them to finish the stupid meeting already. I mean, damn, we talk about the same shit every day. It’s like these tech guys must use every minute of scheduled time just so they don’t have to get back to real work. And I can’t stand meetings. Design and review and design and review, then do it all over again. There is no way I’d subject myself to this daily torture if I had any confidence at all that these nerds wouldn’t ruin my designs.

Yeah, the tech nerds needed a real motorcycle guy and I’m their man. But not a single meeting goes by that I don’t wish to be outside instead. A bad day riding is better than the best meeting.

But today the office barracuda will be waiting for me. Alexa Sinclair is our top account rep. She’s good at what she does, which is sell my bikes to retailers all over the country. But she’s way too complicated for me. Four-inch heels and a miniskirt in the office isn’t my style. I get it. Sex sells and wavy blond hair, pouty lips and killer legs make any real man pay attention.

For the first time ever, I’d be thrilled if our daily meeting ran into lunch. I’m hoping, if we run late, Alexa will be gone already and not waiting to ambush me… again.

And I can’t put her off any longer. With the Christmas party now two days away, she has become more and more persistent. She first asked me to take her to the party two weeks before Thanksgiving. Yesterday she texted me twice and sent an oh so innocent follow up email. Hell, for all I know, the only thing she hasn’t resorted to, getting on her knees and begging, is waiting for me outside the conference room door.

“Well, here goes nothin’.” I didn’t mean for anybody to hear but Sam caught what I said as I exhaled the words under my breath and rose to my feet.

“What’s that?” Sam asks. Sam’s a good guy. Mid-twenties, electrical engineering degree from M.I.T., and smart as hell.

“Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself.”

“You’re usually the first one out of the meeting. You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I follow him out the door, grinning when I spot the wild cowlick on the back of his head. Like all the other tech guys, Sam is wearing wrinkled khakis, a button up shirt and dress shoes. I don’t exactly fit in with my black tee shirt, jeans and leather boots, and I don’t care either.

I hope he’ll continue to his desk without wanting to carry on an awkward conversation. But no such luck. He pauses and waits for me to sidle up next to him. It’s not that I don’t like the guy, he’s cool and very genuine, I’m just not one for office small talk.

“So.” He pauses as though struggling to create a topic of conversation. “Any big plans this weekend?”

“Just the Christmas party.” I glance to my right to see if I can catch a glimpse of Alexa in her office but her door is closed. As I turn back to face Sam I notice Bethany, Alexa’s assistant, talking on the phone but looking straight at me. When I catch her eye, she looks down and covers her face with her left hand.

She looks incredible today, like every other day, so beautiful in a natural sort of way. The best part of my day is leaving the design meeting and walking past her desk; I anticipate those five seconds every day, even if I only catch a glimpse. I love that she doesn’t have to work hard to look amazing; she is one of the few girls in the office that doesn’t cake on her makeup. And those glasses, I love those glasses, the hot for teacher type.

Damn, I’d like to have her horizontal, wearing nothing but those glasses. I wonder if she knows about Alexa and the Christmas party. If I thought she would say yes, I’d ask her to be my date to the party. But she would never go for someone like me. She’s a good girl type, dresses like a Puritan, and she probably thinks I’m a hard-core biker jerk. Hell, she’s never even spoken to me.

Sam is fidgeting, obviously uncomfortable. “How about you? Are you going?” I ask Sam.

“I doubt it, I don’t have a date. How about you? I’m sure you have a date.”

“No, not yet.” I pat him on the shoulder as I stop and turn to head toward Bethany. “Hey Sam, I don’t mean to ditch you but you reminded me I need to talk to Alexa.”

He smiles and nods as the realization hits him. “Oh, I see. Good luck.” He winks and laughs as he heads down the hall.

Everybody expects me to date girls like Alexa, hot, sexy, full-court press kind of girls. That’s why Sam smiled. To be honest, she is attractive. She always wears sexy clothes; high heels, shorts skirts, low cut blouses and loads of jewelry. She wears a ton of makeup and her hair is always perfect to the point of being overdone. I’m sure she spends two hours getting ready for work every morning.

She looks great. She’s just not my type.

And yet, I’ve decided to give in and throw myself upon the altar of Alexa’s relentless pursuit. I don’t want to go to the Christmas party alone.

As I near Bethany’s desk she stands up and ends her telephone conversation. “Oh my God,” she says into the receiver. “I have to go, I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

She smiles at me for the first time and I nearly forget why I’m there. My God, is there anything more perfect than a gorgeous woman smiling. “Hot date?” I ask.

“Mmm hmm.” Her cheeks turn bright red and she looks at her desk. “Wait, no. That’s just my best friend. We’re having lunch together.”