What’s Christmas without sugar cookies, stuffed stockings, mistletoe and three men to unwrap? Vivian Hayes knows what she wants for Christmas—a candy cane martini, her twin boyfriends and a whole lotta mistletoe. It’s her year to spend Christmas with her mom and stepdad, but when she arrives home, she discovers that her self-imposed off-limits adult stepbrother has broken the rules. They had a deal, and Noah is not supposed to be there. As usual, since her mother’s recent marriage to his father, their chemistry is off the charts, Noah is trying everything he can to convince her they should be together, and her twin lovers aren’t doing a thing to discourage the idea. When they have to team up to help Vivian’s mom battle a corrupt investor, Vivian’s walls start to crumble and she has to decide if she will continue to deny herself the pleasure she so badly wants or set aside her own rules and risk everything so she can finally learn what Noah can bring to her harem. The heat won’t just be coming from the fireplace this Christmas.
Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.
What’s Christmas without sugar cookies, stuffed stockings, mistletoe and three men to unwrap?
What is your favorite scene/moment in your book?
Near the very beginning when Vivian realizes that Noah is home for the holidays and nearly knocks him over in her haste to talk to her mom. She pretends that there isn’t chemistry between them even though it’s off the charts as always. They share a look and it’s just so obvious they’re meant to be together.
Does your heroine prefer a real or artificial tree for Christmas?
Since she’s a drop-in guest and alternates between going tropical some holiday seasons with her two boyfriends and visiting her parents the other times, she’ll take whatever she gets.
What’s the one present your hero least wants to open Christmas morning?
Fruit cake. He’s never tasted a fruit cake he hasn’t immediately spit back out.
Would your hero hang mistletoe?
He wouldn’t but he’s not opposed to using it to his advantage if it’s there.
What scene did you adore writing in this book?
I loved writing this whole book! It came out in a rush and flowed so well that it was almost a Christmas miracle itself.
What is your heroine’s favorite Christmas tradition?
Even though she rolls her eyes, she loves seeing her men wearing the ugly Christmas sweaters her mom buys them.
Does your hero love or hate snow?
Snow is fine as long as it’s temporary.
For Christmas, will you be having turkey, goose, ham, prime rib, or something else?
Me personally? We do turkey without fail. I LOVE turkey…and the leftovers that happen for days afterward.
What’s the strangest Christmas tradition your family does to celebrate?
My dad makes us B-52 shots on Christmas morning…it’s the best part of waking up so darn early.
Excerpt from Wicked Christmas
“You’re here?” She was out of breath, her chest heaving, her stunning blue eyes wide with surprise and her sexy lips partially open. As usual, Vivian looked like a goddess. She had her hands up, almost touching his stomach, and that proximity had his cock straining against the zipper of his pants.
“Your mom needed me.” His voice was gruff and his chest felt tight. He cleared his throat. “She needed a lawyer.” His heart was hammering so hard that he thought it might leap out of his body and splatter at her feet. He inhaled her scent—vanilla, cinnamon, delicious. He moved his hands to her back, sliding along the curves of her body.
She leaned toward him, her hands dangerously close to touching him, her nostrils flared and her body heat enveloped him. She shut her eyes briefly. “It’s really good to—” She opened her eyes and frowned. “Wait! Why did my mom need a lawyer?” Then she pushed past him like the moment they’d just shared hadn’t been all amped up with sexual tension and longing. “Mom, what happened?”
Noah deflated. He stood in the hall, his gaze momentarily stuck to the floor, and sighed. Why did Viv always have to push him away, even though they clearly had a connection?
“Hey, dude!” A tall, dark-haired guy came down the hall with his hand out for a shake. “I’m James.”
Noah shook his hand. Firm, not aggressive. “Noah, Viv’s—”
“Stepbrother, yeah she told us about you.” James indicated behind him. “This is my brother Lucas.”
Noah had to wonder just what kind of stuff Vivian would have said about him to her boyfriends.
“Hey, man, nice to meet you. We’ve heard a lot.” Lucas took his brother’s place. He was the same height, bulkier build, but neither man was imposing, and they definitely weren’t identical.
“I’ve heard a lot about the two of you as well.” Mostly from his stepmom. “You want a beer? Wine?”
“Both?” James chuckled. “It’s been a long day already.”
“Viv’s mom, Marion, is in the kitchen. Go on through and I’ll grab some drinks.” His dad was busy putting jackets away. “Hey, Pop, leave the luggage to me. I’ll take care of it.”
“Thanks, dude,” James said with a hearty slap on Noah’s back. He turned toward the kitchen. His brother was already in there. “Hey, Lucas, don’t hog all the mom attention!”
Noah let out a long breath. Nice guys, not unattractive either. Definitely younger. Will I be able to compete? He knew a thing or two about Vivian and what she liked, and he knew that she had the same pulse of lust that he had whenever they were together. Even though they’d only ever shared one hot-as-hell kiss, he felt like he still had a chance. And since his plan was to join the harem, he probably needed to get on side with the boys.
Angela Addams (www.angelaaddams.com) is an author of many naughty things. She believes that the written word is an amazing tool for crafting the most erotic of scenarios and tells stories about people getting down and dirty and falling in love.
She loves anything covered in chocolate…except for bugs.