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Molly gave a happy laugh. “All you had to do was ask.”

He pulled her to a stop, then pointed above her head. “I’m asking,” he said, his voice suddenly thick.

She looked up to catch a brief glimpse of mistletoe, just before his lips came down on hers.

Parker had meant the gesture to be friendly, but before he had reached her mouth he knew that it was going to be more than that. He kissed her once, before releasing her as if he’d been burned. Molly stood watching him for a long moment.

He put his arm back around her waist. “I… ah…could try it again.”

She stepped backward and shook her head. “No. Then I’d have to fire you.”

“So if I kiss you again, I lose my job? Hmm.” The decision took him about three seconds before he snatched her against him again….