Santa Baby

by Ali Cronin

Overview

Snowy days and steamy nights ...

A saucy Christmas novella to heat up your winter nights!

It's Christmas, and also the end of Annie's first few weeks as a chalet girl up in the Swiss mountains. Her boyfriend back home has gone off travelling, and Annie's not exactly feeling full of festive spirit. She really isn't in the mood for the stag party of posh-boys who've just arrived...

And sure enough, it isn't long before one of the party - alpha male George - is coming on a little too strong, and making it clear he'd relish getting Annie under the mistletoe, and into his bed.
She's almost tempted. George is funny, in a loud, arrogant kind of way, and he's certainly attractive. But Annie is more interested in someone else... the shy, quiet one of the group, who doesn't quite seem to fit in with the rest of the public school boys. Pity he's got a girlfriend - according to George, that is.

But the days roll on, and despite the freezing temperatures on the slopes, it's hotting up in the chalet, and Annie is close to boiling point. The question is, does a certain person feel the same way...

SANTA BABY is part of Hot Key Books' exclusive new novella list, and one of a series of five available this Christmas. Unlock your naughty side!

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781471403378
Publisher:	Bonnier Books UK
Publication date:	11/07/2013
Series:	Unlocked Christmas eBook Novellas
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	192
File size:	871 KB
Age Range:	16 - 18 Years

About the Author

Ali Cronin is the author of SKINS: THE NOVEL, the GIRL HEART BOY books, and bits and pieces for newspapers and magazines. She has a borderline unhealthy interest in musicals (not only because she's got a thing for Captain Von Trapp. So brooding! So chiselled! So not-a-Nazi!), loves a stud (fash, not men), and loves to bake (although not bloody cupcakes). You can follow her at alicronin.com and on Twitter @ali_cronin
Ali Cronin is the author of Skins: The Novel, the Girl Heart Boy books, and bits and pieces for newspapers and magazines. She has a borderline unhealthy interest in musicals (not only because she's got a thing for Captain Von Trapp. So brooding! So chiselled! So not-a-Nazi!), loves a stud (fash, not men), and loves to bake (although not bloody cupcakes). You can follow her at alicronin.com and on Twitter: @ali_cronin

Read an Excerpt

‘I’ll make some tea, shall I?’ I said, after the bits of broken plate had been tidied. ‘Perfect,’ said Sam. He put an arm around my shoulders. ‘You’re a good’un, Annie … um … ’

‘Bowden,’ I said, laughing. ‘Annie Bowden,’ he repeated, hugging me again. I wasn’t imagining the heat that shot through my cheeks, but quickly put it down to embarrassment. Though it felt weirdly comfortable and familiar, this moment, as if grabbing a quick toastie with a lovely boy called Sam was exactly what I needed in my life right then.

I don’t know how what happened next happened … except that Sam’s arm slid down to my waist and I felt his hand snake round it, gently, as though he was stroking a cat, and then I turned towards him, and suddenly everything was quiet and I knew what was going to happen. We both knew, even if only for a second, but in that second it felt like the globe was paused on its axis and the only way to get it moving again was to kiss.