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One snowed-in night with a silver fox ex-SEAL.
Now I’m carrying his baby and working side by side like it never happened.

Not expecting to see him again, my knees go weak.
Broad shoulders. Square jaw.
That mouth that ruined me while snow climbed the inn windows.

Cyrus Hawke. He's the billionaire security king the city still blames for last year’s Winter Market tragedy.
Now, we’re stuck reopening it in two weeks for the #SaveChristmas challenge.

We fight over vendor lines and f...
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One snowed-in night with a silver fox ex-SEAL.
Now I’m carrying his baby and working side by side like it never happened.

Not expecting to see him again, my knees go weak.
Broad shoulders. Square jaw.
That mouth that ruined me while snow climbed the inn windows.

Cyrus Hawke. He's the billionaire security king the city still blames for last year’s Winter Market tragedy.
Now, we’re stuck reopening it in two weeks for the #SaveChristmas challenge.

We fight over vendor lines and footpaths.
I want Christmas magic. He wants clear exits.

After a week pretending we’re strangers, we snap in the security office.
His hands on my hips, my back to his desk, his mouth finds every place it remembers.

It’s the quiet things that really wreck me.
He lets me replace his harsh floodlights with warm strings of light.
He double-checks the cameras because he’s heard the fear in my voice.

Somewhere between the fights and the fixes, I fall for him completely.

But if his need for control chokes this fragile thing between us,
I won’t just lose the man I love...
our baby will too.
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