Authors: Lexie Davis
Tags: #Siren Classic
Toys from Santa
Jenny Myers is counting down the days until her sister, Shelly, gets married. Having lived together since Shelly graduated college, she's in desperate need for her own space.
The wedding is set for Christmas Day and Jenny is the maid of honor. She forgets to plan the bachelorette party and cold-calls four of her friends, neighbors and relatives to attend. But in the middle of planning the forgotten event, Dane McKenzie, the best man and brother to the groom, interrupts.
Sexual sparks fly every time Dane sees Jenny. He's an ex-marine turned businessman with a frivolous taste in women, yet Jenny Myers stops him cold. He wants her, has wanted her from the time they met six months ago at his brother's engagement party. And when he sees her sprawled out in the floor, planning a bachelorette party for her snotty sister that doesn't deserve it, he sees the perfect opportunity. After all, Christmas is the season for giving, and with the sex toys all around, Dane plans to give Jenny anything and everything she wants.
TOYS FROM SANTA
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TOYS FROM SANTA
Copyright © 2009 by Lexie Davis
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First E-book Publication: March 2009
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“My wedding dress makes me look fat.” Shelly Myers pouted as she plopped down on her sister’s couch. The elegant wedding dress she wore was pillow fluffy with a lot of fabric in the skirt. The last thing anyone saw when looking at her was fat. “Shawn isn’t going to want to do me if I look like a pumpkin.”
Jenny studied her sister, wondering where the minuscule pound of fat was. She found nothing. Her sister was a size four, with a boyish figure compared to Jenny’s size eight and full of curves. The sisters were complete opposites.
“Stop whining. If you wanted to look skinny, you shouldn’t have picked a cloud of fabric to call a dress.” She sat in the leather recliner opposite her sister. “Besides, we both know Shawn’s already seen all you have to offer. He knew what he was getting before he ever paid the price.”
“Not helping, Jenny. You’re supposed to say: ‘You’re not fat, Shelly. You’re beautiful, and Shawn won't be able to keep his hands off you.’” Shelly pouted on the verge of tears.
Jenny rolled her eyes. “I’m not saying that. If you’re so worried about it, use the blindfold on him I saw in your last order when you have sex. That way you won’t have to worry about his judgment of your
“That is rude, Jenny. Take it back. I’m your sister, and you could be a little more sympathetic.” Shelly lay back against the couch and closed her eyes. “I don’t know why you’ve got to be so cold all the time. No wonder Christian broke up with you.”
Jenny pursed her lips. After a whole year of the bitchy bridezilla, she couldn’t wait for tomorrow. This Christmas Day, Shelly Myers would become Shelly McKenzie and be on with her happy life with Shawn.
“What time is my bachelorette party? I want to make sure I have enough party favors to pass around. I just got some new demos in.” Jenny exclaimed a colorful curse, and Shelly’s eyes popped open. “You did plan a party, didn’t you?” When Jenny didn’t respond, Shelly groaned. “Jenny, how could you? You’re my maid of honor. Everyone knows the maid of honor plans the bachelorette party.”
Jenny smothered a groan. “Who is going to come to a bachelorette party on Christmas Eve? Dammit, Shelly. Why couldn’t you have picked another date, like June twenty-first or something?”
“Because June twenty-first isn’t special!” Shelly stood with tears in her eyes. “Since Shawn popped the question, you’ve never supported my engagement. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you didn’t want me to marry him.”
A complete misunderstanding if she ever heard one. Shawn, the nerdy computer genius, couldn’t have come at a better time in Shelly’s life. Ever since Shelly graduated high school, she and Jenny lived together. Total opposites, Shelly was the anal perfectionist, whereas Jenny liked everything
way. They butted heads more than once per day, and over the course of five years of living together, it was time for them to go their separate ways.
Jenny even planned a relaxing night at home the day after Christmas to enjoy the peace and quiet living alone would bring.
“Shelly, stop pitying yourself. I’ll put together a party, and we’ll have the time of our lives. Piece of cake.” Jenny mentally added up their friends for the guest list. “Do you have to buy food for these things?”
“Ugh.” Shelly stomped to the hall and disappeared before coming back in normal clothing. She grabbed her purse by the door. “I’ll get the food. You make the guest list. We’ll meet up at seven tonight.”
Jenny refrained from thumping her head against something hard. It was four o’clock. “Sure. Yeah. Okay.”
She watched Shelly leave before she pulled out her address book and began flipping through the pages. Dialing everyone she knew, she received the same repeated answer with every phone call. “Sorry, but I already have plans with my family for Christmas.”
Two of their cousins agreed to come, but they were part of the wedding party. She rounded up a neighbor and begged her best friend Kristy until she caved. With the four guests and herself, she had five partygoers.
How many people are expected at these things?
A tap on the door interrupted her planning. Jenny shifted everything to the side and went to answer it.
“Yes?” She swung the door open and found Shawn’s brother, Dane, on the other side.
Blond spiky hair covered his head, while piercing green eyes pointedly stared at her. Dane smiled, and her pussy contracted. Her heart skipped a beat, and her body’s heated reaction surprised her.
What the hell?
“Well if it isn’t the
sister.” He fiddled with his keys. “I was in the neighborhood, and I need to use your bathroom.”
It was an innocent request that she should have over looked. Truth was, Dane had no reason to be in their neighborhood. He lived across town in a nice neighborhood supported by the money he earned working for his father’s company. For him to be over here, he had one reason and Jenny’s heart skipped a beat as she thought about it. He came to see her.
“There’s a tree in the front yard.” Her gaze roamed to his crotch, and she swallowed hard and reminded herself to breathe. Whatever he may want, she wasn’t about to give him
He chuckled. “I don’t have to pee.”
Jenny licked her lips. “Too much information.” She stepped to the side, reluctantly allowing him inside.