Contents
Cover
About the Book
About the Authors
Also by Megan Hart and Lauren Dane
Title Page
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Copyright
About the Book
Four days in Vegas. Two sexy and determined men. One penthouse suite … And no reservations.
Christmas isn’t so merry for Kate and Leah. Kate’s romantic winter holiday is destroyed by the sudden and uninvited presence of Dix’s annoying ex-wife, while Brandon’s super-perfect family and a diamond ring send Leah running for the refuge of a girl’s holiday in Sin City with Kate in tow.
But Dix and Brandon both know what they want. In hot pursuit, the men show up in Vegas, ready to use every sensual trick they have to convince Kate and Leah to take a gamble on forever.
About the Authors
Megan Hart and Lauren Dane spend way too many hours chatting via IM and giggling, but between them they’ve written 39 books across several genres. They are the authors of No Reservations and Taking Care of Business.
Also by Megan Hart and Lauren Dane:
Taking Care of Business
1
STANDING, KATE TOOK a deep breath and smiled tightly at the other women in the house. ‘I’m going to go and read for a while. Good night, everyone.’
Adrienne, Dix’s younger daughter, ignored her, continuing to chatter to her mother who’d ensconced herself on the couch, right where Kate had been sitting for the last four days. Yes, Eve, the girls’ mother. Dix’s ex-wife. Still, Kendall, the older girl, got up and hugged her. ‘Night, Kate. Sure you don’t want to watch this movie with us? Gerard Butler, tiny leather undies? Come on, what’s to say no in that?’
Kate laughed, liking Kendall a lot. Still, even her secret celebrity boyfriend in leather undies wasn’t enough to keep her in this wood-panelled room filled with memories and Eve Dixon who’d just shown up a few hours before.
Dix looked up from his paper, surrounded by the women in his life and met her eyes. He had that look in them. Oh no, he did not even think she was fucking him now!
‘I’ll come too.’ He stood, putting the paper down.
Kate took a step away from him. ‘No. No, it’s fine. You don’t need to. I’m going to sleep right away anyway.’ She sent him a look which he conveniently ignored.
He kissed and hugged each one of his daughters and nodded at Eve before he turned back to Kate. Grabbing her, he pulled her to his body and kissed her. It was quick but he made his point. Pickles, Kate’s not-so-nice nickname for the ex-wife, saw it and her eyes narrowed. Kate stifled the desire to pop her one.
‘Of course I don’t need to. But I’m tired and I’ve already seen this movie with you four times. I can give time number five a pass.’ The look in his eyes told Kate he wasn’t going to be swayed. He wanted what he wanted and he was certainly not above turning her into a puddle of goo if he had to.
A brittle cough interrupted their little struggle. ‘Well OK then! Gosh I sure do appreciate you sharing the holidays with me, Katie. It’s lonely you know, being a mom without her babies,’ Pickles chirped. ‘It’s just you and me, girls.’
Bitch.
Resisting, only barely, her urge to slap the shit out of Pickles for calling her Katie, Kate dug her nails into her palms and left the room. She climbed the stairs towards their shared bedroom, the heat from his body right at her back so she couldn’t escape.
Once inside, she glared at him but he’d moved to build a fire in the fireplace.
‘I know you’re mad. I didn’t know she was coming. I’ll talk to her tomorrow.’ He spoke as he worked, his back to her.
‘Don’t talk to me with your back.’ She knew it sounded petulant but so be it. His ex-wife, a woman who seemed terminally unable to do stuff like open pickle jars without his assistance, had just shown up on the porch unannounced! And she called her Katie. She was not a Katie. And if she was, that thundertwat downstairs would not have the privilege of calling her that anyway. Over the months she and Dix had been seeing each other, the woman had gotten worse and worse. It had gotten to the point where Dix spent most of their time together at her place since Eve wouldn’t dare show up there. Unfortunately, she’d taken to showing up lots of other places and Kate found that distasteful as well as pitiable. It was beyond over between Dix and his ex. That Eve was being so pathetic now with her attempts to break him and Kate up spoke volumes about how crazy or how clueless the woman was.
Finishing up, Dix covered the grate and turned to face her, the corner of his mouth twitching. ‘There, it should warm up in here soon. For now, let’s preserve our body heat, shall we? I hear two people naked are good for that sort of thing.’ He tossed his sweater to the side, tousling his hair and looking very tasty. Bastard.
‘Well, I’m sure Pickles will be glad to snuggle up to you then. You may have noticed, Charles, I’m not in the mood. I’m going to read and then I’m going to sleep. Fully clothed.’
‘Do you really want me to go downstairs to a woman I ceased loving a long time ago and have been divorced from for nine years now? When you’re right here and clearly in need of a little exercise to work off your mad? I don’t want her. I want you. I always want you.’
Warmth spread through her at the way his voice lowered and then more as he traced the back of his knuckles down the line of her jaw.
‘I love you, Kate. I’m here with you. I am sorry she showed
