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    Pillow Talk: Holiday Interludes, #2
    Pillow Talk: Holiday Interludes, #2
    Pillow Talk: Holiday Interludes, #2
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    Pillow Talk: Holiday Interludes, #2

    By Marie-Nicole Ryan

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    Stranded in Music City…alone on New Year's Eve…in a freaking snowstorm. Is there a worse way to spend a holiday?

    FBI Agent Alex MacGregor is on his way to his next assignment in Chicago, but the weather has other ideas. He's holed up in a low-rent motel waiting for the weather to clear.

    Enter a damsel in much distress. Bette Smithson is on her way out of town. Anywhere will do, as long as she can get away from a stalking ex-boyfriend. And for now "anywhere" is the last room in a dumpy motel with no heat and a leaking heater.

    Should she accept her neighbor's offer of a dry warm bed…or will she be making another in a long line of bad choices?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRyandale Publishing
    Release dateDec 13, 2010
    ISBN9781501478970
    Pillow Talk: Holiday Interludes, #2
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    Marie-Nicole Ryan

    Marie-Nicole Ryan was born in a small western Kentucky town, but after college and marriage, she said "Good bye" to small town life. After spending three years as an army wife, she landed in Nashville, TN, where she spent several decades working as an R.N. and case manager. Finally in 2002, she achieved her dream of becoming a published author. She loves all lawmen and detectives and writes erotic historical western romance and contemporary romantic suspense.  TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, won a 2008 EPPIE for erotic romantic suspense. One of her early books, SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS, won the Golden Wings award from the publisher for excellence in romantic suspense. In addition, her mystery/suspense novel, ONE TOO MANY, was a 2009 EPPIE Finalist. She's a formerly active member of RWA® and Music City Romance Writers. Recently, she returned to her old hometown in western Kentucky. When she's not slaving away at her current work in progress, you might find her walking her dog Kelsea, a sheltie rescue, or at the Y. But you won't ever find her in an airplane. No, not ever.

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      Pillow Talk - Marie-Nicole Ryan

      Pillow Talk

      Holiday Interludes 2

      by

      Marie-Nicole Ryan

      A New Year’s Eve Short Story

      R Y A N D A L E  P U B L I S H I N G

      Table of Contents

      NOTE TO READERS

      CHAPTER ONE

      BONUS FEATURE

      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

      MORE BOOKS BY MARIE-NICOLE RYAN

      COPYRIGHT

      Stranded in Nash-vile...alone on New Year’s Eve...in a freaking snowstorm. Is there a worse way to spend a holiday?

      Dear Reader,

      If you enjoyed meeting fun-loving Alex MacGregor, the younger FBI agent, in Holding Her Own, I hope you’ll enjoy this interlude with him and a damsel in much distress.

      No one should have to spend New Year’s Eve all alone. Now really!

      Happy Holidays,

      Marie-Nicole Ryan

      CHAPTER ONE

      Stranded in Music City on New Year’s Eve? Make no mistake about it—it sucked. While Alex guzzled two cups of brew and waited for his flight out of Nashville International Airport, a freakish-for-Nashville winter snow storm—Canadian Clipper the weather guy called it—dumped a foot of the miserable white stuff.

      All flights cancelled. All hotels full...except for this one dump where he’d finally found a room.

      Granted his experience in the city was limited to the last six hours—three hours in the airport and the three hellish hours it took for the cabbie to drive from the airport to a low-rent motel on Murfreesboro Road. The room smelled of stale cigarettes and illicit sex. Limited experience or not—Nash-vile still sucked.

      Sucked a big one, indeed.

      Don’t get him started on Tennessee drivers. Hadn’t any of them ever seen snow before? Didn’t drive like it the way they barreled around in their SUVs—at top speed no less. The roadsides were already littered with vehicles that skidded off the road.

      Now to top off possibly the worst day in recent memory, the people in the next room were celebrating the end of the year by fucking their brains out. The headboard banging was incessant, and judging by the woman’s unwavering crescendo, it might end soon.

      Not soon enough.

      He snatched the remote from the scarred bedside table and hit the power button. A quick channel surf. Nothing but basic cable. Geez, a dump like this should have some porn, at the very least.

      Of course all he had to do was listen to the couple next door, and he could have as many vicarious thrills a guy could want. Take matters in hand, so-to-speak.

      If the airport hadn’t misplaced one of his bags, he could’ve listened to his iPod and drowned out the noise.

      Here he was, late for his next assignment at Chicago’s local field office, sitting on a bedspread more than likely permeated with an unimaginable assortment of body fluids. Good thing he didn’t have Luminal or a black light. Whole damned room would probably fluoresce.

      Oh, hell. Couldn’t hurt him, could it? If he didn’t know for sure...

      A door slammed. This time on the opposite side.

      Great. Now he could have sexual Olympics in stereo.

      Fun and games for all.

      Except for one lonely FBI agent. Hell, he should have loser tattooed on his forehead. What not-half-bad looking dude in his late

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