Surviving the holidays will take a Christmas miracle . . .
Ex-cop Cat O’Connor is bored working for her sister, Chloe, as a personal assistant on the set of her soap opera. Until Chloe gets an opportunity to audition for the role of a lifetime and asks her identical twin to substitute for her on the soap with no one the wiser. It’s a perfect switch-until Cat attracts the attention of the mysterious Mr. Tall, Dark, and Way-too-handsome leading man.
Grayson Alexander never thought being snowbound in the charming town of Christmas, Colorado, for the holiday would get so hot. But between working with sexy, tough Cat on set and keeping his real reason for being there under wraps, he’s definitely feeling the heat. And if there’s one thing they’ll learn as they bring out the mistletoe, it’s that in this town, true love is always in season.
Chloe narrowed her eyes at Cat. “You’re acting like a cop. All tense, looking around as if someone’s going to leap out at us at any moment.”
That was the thing about Chloe. She acted like an airhead, but she wasn’t. She was smart. She read body language almost as well as Cat. “I told you to stop watching Criminal Minds before you go to bed. It makes you jumpy the next day.”
Cat focused on relaxing the muscles in her neck and shoulders as she rounded the corner to . . . Chloe’s dressing room door was ajar.
“I’m not jumpy . . . What are–”
“Quiet,” Cat whispered, her forearm across Chloe’s chest as she gently shoved her against the wall. “Stay here.” She went to reach for her gun, then decided to check out the situation first. If she could avoid drawing her weapon, so much the better. She didn’t have a permit to carry concealed in California, and Chloe would wonder why she was armed.
Cat crept toward her sister’s dressing room and slowly inched the door open. A tall man, his dark wavy hair curling at the collar of his expensive black suit, stood beside the coffee table with his back to her.
“Take one more step toward me, Cat, and I’ll shoot you,” he said in a smooth baritone.
When he moved his arm as though to reach for something in his jacket, Cat launched herself across the room and took him down. His well-developed muscles rippled beneath her fingers as she pushed her hands into the wide expanse of his back.
He fell forward, his forehead bouncing off the arm of the club chair at the same time a cat, its white hair standing on end, hissed and flew at her. Startled, Cat jerked back, raising an arm to push the animal away. The thought that the man might have been threatening the cat, and not her, crossed her mind. But it didn’t explain why he’d broken into her sister’s dressing room.
praised for their “likable characters, clever dialogue and juicy plots” (RT Book Reviews). She also writes historical paranormals as Debbie Mazzuca. Her MacLeod series has received several nominations for best paranormal as well as a Holt Medallion Award of Merit. When she isn’t writing or reading, Debbie enjoys spending time with her very own real-life hero, their four wonderful children,
an adorable grandbaby, and a yappy Yorkie named Bella.