CHAPTER 7

Starlight stared at the room decorated for Christmas… The wreath hung over the fireplace, its colored glass balls aglow from the white lights inside. The Christmas village was arranged on the side table and she’d unpacked the train that would go around the Christmas tree.

Sweet memories… from long ago…

Now all she needed was a tree. The repairman had arrived first thing. Nothing like working heat and electricity, Christmas decorations, carols, and a solid night’s sleep to help dispel some of her moodiness. Or the mind-blowing orgasms… courtesy of Elijah.

But last night had been a huge mistake. He’d caught her when she was vulnerable and needy... And it had been the single most erotic moment of her life. Not that it would ever happen again.

She’d been arguing with herself all morning.

What had she been thinking?

Why had things gotten so carried away?

And then she’d remember the feel of him, the things Elija