Status Updates From Blame It On Christmas (Sout...

"Sign here, please."

J.B. scribbled his name on the magnetic screen. "Did you draw the short straw today?"

The young kid shook his head and grinned. "Nope. Jewish. I volunteered. Merry Christmas, sir."

He lashes out at her for no reason.

She overhears something on the phone and makes big assumptions.

"You're prickly and unpredictable. I've had easier women, that's for sure."

Would you say this in the middle of having sex with a woman?!?!?!?!!?

The sex scenes in this are just... ... ... >.<

She did as he requested, and then stood aside while he brought the large Fraser fir into the house. Immediately, the foyer filled with the fragrance of the outdoors. Crisp, clean. If they invented a name for this particular scent, Mazie would call it mountain morning.

"What do you think?" He reached across the small space between them and caressed her cheek with the pad of his thumb. "I think you've been a very good girl this year. Santa wants you to have all the trimmings."

Ugh, gross.

Why did women always want to strangle a man with emotion and romance? This was physical. Nothing more. Mazie had to know that.

Um, excuse me, fucker. YOU are the one insisting on the fake engagement and dinner and all sorts of bologna.

"He has multiple women in his life, but to him they're as interchangeable as a pair of socks."

Oh, charming. /s

J.B. didn't like not getting his own way. His eyes glittered. "I've never had to work so hard to buy a woman jewelry."

UGH.

Horrible sex. >.<

Women were duplicitous. And he was bad at reading their wants and intentions.

Ugh. Is that what you really think?

Now he's lying to his dying mother and telling her he's going to marry Mazie. Right in front of Mazie. o.O

Fortunately for her emotional equilibrium, he didn't try to feed her any more dessert. She ate another couple of bites and left it to him to finish. The man was tall and athletic. He could afford the calories.

*Carmen is shaking her head* Don't let him eat your caramel-laced bread pudding with whipped cream!! ARE YOU CRAZY!?!?!?!?

Gone was the good-natured, sophisticated businessman. The wealthy entrepreneur.

In his place was a primal male with flushed cheekbones, glittering sapphire eyes, and a big body that radiated warmth and raw masculinity.

OH, PLEASE. >.<

"You were incredible. I've had a hard-on the entire damn day."

"J.B.!"

Her mortified expression made him chuckle. "I get it, Mazie. You're telling me not to expect anything after dinner. That I get my dessert at the restaurant and not in my bed."

"You make me sound naive and ridiculous."

"You're neither of those things. But I'd be lying if I said you didn't shock me this morning. Hell, Mazie. I guess I've had

She's only had sex with two men in her entire life but now she is going to have sex with this guy whom she is trapped in a huge safe with.

His smile slipped. The blue irises went from calm to stormy. "A thank you might be nice. You weren't spanked enough as a kid, were you? Spoiled only daughter..."

Wow, what a disgusting creep.

When she touched him, his entire body went rigid. Nothing moved. Except one thing. One startling and rather large thing.

LOL Oh, gross.

This is going to be one of those books where someone turns her down to the dance when she was 16 and she hates them forever, but he was just trying to protect her because she was 'too young' or some shit books. You know, this common trope which is stupid.