Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
What can you do when you work with the woman of your dreams…but you know you can never have her? That’s Klaus’s predicament. He’s a grumpy Beast Kindred warrior assigned to be the protector of a curvy little human named Kelli. He thinks his gorgeous coworker is out of reach…until the two of them get assigned to stay in a couple’s Christmas Cabin designed by alien researchers interested in holiday mating habits.
Kelli has no idea her huge, grumpy Kindred Protector is in love with her. But she’s about to find out when they get to the cabin where Holiday Romance is the priority. Once they get snowed in, all bets are off and the spicy shenanigans begin! What happens when the cabin makes them kiss under the mistletoe or forces them to take a shower together? How about when the couch disappears and there’s only one bed? And that’s not even counting the naughty outfits the cabin provides them to wear.
Will Kelli and Klaus survive being Trapped in the Christmas Cabin or will their work relationship turn into something a lot more intimate? You’ll have to read this grumpy/sunshine, coworkers to lovers, spicy sci-fi romance novella to find out!
Author's Note--this little novella is the first in my new series of Kindred Tales Spicy Shorts. Sometimes I have an idea that isn’t long enough to be a whole novel, but I want to write it anyway. And I know that sometimes you just want a short, spicy book that doesn’t take a week to read. I hope you’ll enjoy this new series which I’ll add to whenever I have one of those short ideas. And if you have an idea you think would make a great spicy short, come find me on FB or Insta—I love to talk to readers!
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1
KLAUS
“Can’t believe I have to wear this!” Klaus’ex looked down at himself in disgust. “It looks ridiculous—I’m too old for this shit!”
The outfit he was wearing was a red coat and trousers, both trimmed in white fur. Black boots, a wide black belt with a silver buckle, and a long white beard all went with the red and white suit, but Klaus absolutely refused to wear the beard.
“You look great as Santa!” his companion protested. “I mean, if Santa was seven feet tall and muscular. Actually, you look more like a sexy, stripper Santa than the traditional kind,” she added with a musical laugh. “And don’t say you’re too old—Santa is supposed to be old. That’s why he has a long white beard. Besides, your name is Klaus—how much more perfect could it be?”
“My name is pronounced like ‘house’—not like your mythological present giver, whose name sounds more like ‘claws’,” Klaus pointed out, glaring down at her.
Kelli Davis was a Good Will Ambassador for the Kindred Mother Ship, where they both lived and worked and she was always “looking on the bright side” of things as she put it. She was what the humans called a “glass is half full” kind of person—an optimist, in other words.
Klaus was the exact opposite. Ever since his wife had died ten years before, he had seen only the dark side of life. Being paired with Kelli as her Protector could be trying at times—especially when she attempted to put a positive spin on what was obviously a negative situation. Or, if not exactly negative, then at least extremely fucking annoying, he amended to himself.
“I don’t want to be Santa and I don’t see why it’s fucking necessary,” he growled.
“That’s what the Questarions asked for,” she reminded him. “I’m dressed as Santa’s Elf and you don’t see me complaining even though I’m way too old for this outfit.” She spun around in a little circle and grinned up at him, looking annoyingly adorable, Klaus thought.
He had to admit she looked great in the outfit their alien benefactors had sent. The dark green dress molded to her full curves and the red and white striped stockings looked great on her legs. Her long dark brown hair—which looked wine-red in the sunlight—was in loose waves around her shoulders and her big gray eyes were gorgeous. Not to mention the fact that her softly curving lips looked incredibly kissable…
Klaus had to make himself look away for a minute—damn it, why did she have this effect on him? He was supposed to be her Protector when she went on goodwill missions for the Mother Ship—that was all. He didn’t want to be attracted to her.
He didn’t want to, but he was.
For the whole past year, since she had been assigned to him, Klaus had been fighting his feelings. Feelings he hadn’t had to deal with for ten long years, since Miranda had died. After he lost his wife to a quick-acting and incurable cancer he had made a sacred vow that he would never even look at another woman again. That part of him was dead and buried—he was sure. And for ten years, it seemed he was right—he had no interest in anyone female.