Welcome to the Candy Cane Kinky Giveaway Hop. Wouldn’t you all just want the hunk above to come down the chimney and bring you some naughty gifts? I sure would….
So by now we have all dressed our Christmas trees and they are proudly displayed in our living room or some other place. Ornaments and lights are perfectly or as close to perfect placed on the branches. Maybe your tree is real or maybe fake.
The tree has meaning to you and your family. Maybe the ornaments hold special memories from the years before.
Maybe the tree is your first with a new family or someone special. To you it is the most beautiful thing. Why? Because it is yours.
Christmas time makes us remember a lot and it makes us reflect on the things from the last year. It is a time to bring family together. Let friends reconnect and new friendships to blossom.
Our family tree is decorated with ornaments that hold special memories for us. Some were gifts given by someone special. Some were purchased as a reminder of the ones we have lost. Others were to start a new tradition.
We even have ornaments that were made when I was a little kid. They have survived all theses years and have graced out tree each and every single year. Each year when they hang on the tree I remember when I made them. IT brings back memories.
For some this time of the year has no meaning or is nothing special. They decorate a tree but it is just a tree. An addition to the house that must look fashionable. Christmas has no significance in their life.
I can’t imagine the holidays with no family, no special memories, no loved ones around to celebrate this beautiful time.
So tell me, do you have a special Christmas tradition or even something special you hang on your Christmas tree?
Before I finish off I wanted to tell you about the sexy release I have. Taste of Passion is officially out..Are you ready to handle the fire?
Taste of Passion by Savannah Chase
Publishing Date: November 30, 2012
Publisher: Rebel Ink Press
Genre: Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Short story
Format: PDF, KindleFormat and more/ebook
Side note: This is a re-release of the previously published Taste Of Passion. The book has been re-edited and there have been significant changes made to the story. It is now 2x the original length.
Bakery owner Valentine Benington’s day just went from the best of her life to the worst. Toronto Tribune reviewer, David Fraser, shows up for a review just after a fire comes close to destroying her kitchen. After David’s last assignment, which ended with food poisoning, it’s not the best of starts, especially since the job is a last-minute thing. He doesn’t expect to run into a woman from his past. First looks can be deceiving. The food isn’t the only thing on the menu he’d like to taste. When these two get baking, the flames from the oven aren’t the only thing setting the kitchen on fire.
“Yes, I’m still here,” she replied and covered her mouth with her sleeve trying to breath.
She had to get herself and Sam out of there before it was too late. Just as she moved over to stand up, her phone crashed to the ground, splintering into pieces. The battery slid across the floor and landed somewhere under the sink as the other pieces scattered around her feet.
“Shit,” she groaned.
She wasn’t going to wait for help to arrive and there was no time to run to the front to call them back. Every second that ticked by meant that Sam wasn’t receiving the help he desperately needed. Plus, there was no way to breathe in here. She had to get them outside into the fresh air. They would suffocate if they stayed any longer.
Valentine grasped his arms, lifted them up, and with all the energy she held inside her, she started to pull his unconscious body across the floor toward the back entrance. Sam’s larger statue made it difficult for her and robbed her of energy as she pushed herself and dragged him. The smoke stung her eyes and her airway began to constrict as she felt short of breath. Damn it, she wasn’t going to stop, not now. Valentine inhaled her last breath and pushed through the discomfort and the overwhelming urge to stop. As fast and hard as she could, she shoved her body against the heavy metal door with a thud. Losing her footing, she released Sam and crashed onto the cold, hard ground. Her body hungered for fresh air and she gasped in each breath, filling her oxygen deprived lungs.
Everything happened so fast. One minute she walked into the shop and the next she was battling a fire that was consuming the contents of whatever was in and around the oven. She barely remembered doing anything, let alone dragging Sam out. Adrenaline and instinct kicked in and she got them outside on autopilot.
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