Marketer Hope Sumner was forever dodging matchmakers, especially during the holiday season. This time, it was her own sisters trying to set her up.Their Prince Charming was apparently a drop-dead gorgeous workaholic who needed arm candy. Well, so did she. Lawyer Sam Sharkey wanted the sort of date he could take to the boss's Christmas party and not have to propose to afterward. Hope was perfect– radiant and rational. This could work out… very well.No one even suspected their lusty romance wasn't real, not after their lingering touches and hot glances started straying from the arm-candy script….
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Barbara Daly. A Long Hot Christmas
“Pipe’s a phallic symbol, you know,” Sam said
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“Is not,” Hope said at once.
“Is, too.” He nodded. “All these years you’ve been working at Palmer Pipe you’ve been substituting pipe for penises.”
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She didn’t need her Palm Pilot to tell her it was time, definitely time, to pull herself together and direct her thoughts to a higher plane.
“That’s our problem.” She let out a rounded sigh that settled the masque back into place. “At least my sisters think it’s a problem.”
