Man Under The Mistletoe

ISBN: 9780373256686

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WELL??? ~Y.Lt.O??? breakfast! : Sabrina whisI.~red t!g ough a
nouth .filled ~ ith straight pins as she leaned toward ~h~:
1~side of Worth s main display wdndow..
Her gaze followed a tall marl s~.riding past on the side-
~valk and ta acked him like radar. Sharp pricld.~ of pain
;hot through her lower iip when she prmsed her face
against the plate ~axs to keep him in sight.
\"Ouch!\"
She snatched the pirks out of her mouth with the hand
that had been holding her large dressmaker shears. The
scissors landed with a heavy thurLk??? poink~down in the
wooden floor??? a millimeter from the toe of her black loaf-
ers.
Undeterred??? Sabrina pressed her face to the t~ndow
again??? but he had disappeared.
\"Damn. I hadn t finished looking yet.\"
With a sigh??? she bent down to pry the scissors from the
parquet??? then stood back to survey her work.
Against the backdrop of a tropical moon sl~ .m~ering
over a deep blue ocean??? a tall pahn tree ben~ in a graceful
arch over two reclining figxzres. The female mam~eqnin
had her head thrown back??? while the lips of her male
counterpart hovered mere inches from the exposed c~zrve
of her throat.
/~oY7 were clad in the sk~hnpiest of beachwear~ a new line
!rom GauRier. Pretty hot stuff for Worth s. Would she get
away with it? Her immediate boss??? Jonathan Kent??? had