|Bedtime Stories: Kiss of Fire|
Bedtime Stories editor Claire Casson is on the run. Her job as the housekeeper at Dragon Haven is a convenient cover, but the sudden death of her employer and the arrival of his son, Jonas Thornkill, threaten to expose her secrets.
Why his father chose to offer sanctuary to an employee, a shifter with a false identity, perplexes Jonas as much as his intense, primal attraction to Claire. According to dragon law, he's stuck with her.
The last thing Claire wants or needs in her life is the complication of an alpha dragon capable of setting her blood on fire.
For Jonas, it's a matter of honor, and lust.
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Heat flooded Claire's chest, neck and face. She popped a chocolate in her mouth and continued to read the submission for Bedtime Stories. Her job as editor for the e-book publisher required daily reading of erotic tales and this hot story really had Claire squirming in her chair.
She picked up a magazine and fanned her face. The heroine hovered on the edge of climax... then the phone rang. Claire started. Yanked out of the sensual moment, she glared at the disruptive instrument. The Thornkill house phone never rang at this hour. Since she was dressed in her pajamas, Claire answered the call with the vid screen off. "Thornkill residence."
"Miss Casson, this is Jonas Thornkill."
His voice brought forth a flood of emotions, namely her intense unexpected sensual reaction to the ruggedly handsome son of her recently deceased employer.
"Good evening, Mr. Thornkill."
"I'll be arriving within the hour."
The elder Thornkill had given her a safe place to hide when she desperately needed it, and she'd moved into the servant's quarters, an apartment above the garage of the huge hillside home, ten months ago. Hollis Thornkill had refused to accept money for his kindness so Claire had repaid him by taking over the housekeeping duties. A real estate mogul, Hollis had worked long hours and traveled extensively. His unexpected but tragic death had brought his son home to Dragon Haven.
"Is there a problem, Miss Casson?"
Although she'd called the elder Thornkill by his first name, his son had never given her the liberty. "No, sir. Is there anything you require?"
"I realize the hour is late, but I'd appreciate a few minutes of your time."
Claire's heart sank. Hollis had given her a home, friendship and sanctuary. She'd had no expectations of receiving the same from his son. Perhaps it was time to move on.
"I'm at your service."
"Meet me in the study in half an hour."
He disconnected. Young Mr. Thornkill was all business, making Claire miss the warmth and the laughter she'd shared with Hollis.
She shut down her laptop and stripped off her pajamas. Dressed in a white top and dark pants, Claire left her apartment. She turned on the exterior lights, illuminating an expansive flat lawn used as a landing area and the second-story terrace that ran the length of the house. Performing a quick walk-through of the house, Claire double-checked all was in order and lit the lamps.
Returning to her apartment, she strolled out onto the tiny balcony off of the living room. Above, stars sparkled like bright diamonds in an ink black, moonless sky. While waiting for Thornkill to land, Claire wondered if come morning she'd still be welcomed at Dragon Haven.