Happy Sunday, folks. Can you believe it's the 1st of December today? We'll blink and it'll be Christmas. So, in honor of the season of goodwill and all that, I'm sharing seven sentences from my Christmas story For the Love of Mutt.
Anja has had an interesting dream... or was it?
She'd drifted off into sleep last night, having poured her heart out to a patiently listening Mutt, his comforting heavy presence on her body like an extra thick blanket. Only in her dreams the dog had morphed into a drop-dead gorgeous man with shoulder-length chestnut hair that she'd clung to while he'd licked her body all over. He'd brought her to an earth-shattering orgasm using just his tongue and fingers. His goatee had tickled her sensitive skin as he rubbed it across her aching breasts and her nipples had puckered and begged for his attention. Her dream lover had ordered her to keep her eyes shut after they'd fluttered open and she'd caught a glimpse of broad shoulders and abs to die for. She'd obeyed the growled words immediately, her body responding to his domination with a surge of liquid heat between her thighs. Never had she been this turned on in real life, let alone in a dream.
A homeless shelter at Christmas may seem an odd place to find one's soul mate, but love knows no boundaries—or does it
Anja has grown fond of the wolf-like dog hanging around the shelter. With her soon to be ex -boyfriend putting pressure on her, her canine friend proves to be more reliable than any human could ever be. If only he were more than just a dog.
Helping others is not always easy to do, unless Ethan can do so undercover. However, hiding your true self brings problems of its own. Finding a mate had not been in Ethan's plan of action, but Anja's easy acceptance of Mutt breaks through all of his defenses.
The problem is he is not what he seems, and will his deception by proxy prove the end of them before they even have a chance at love?