Page 127 of A Very Naughty Christmas

By

Morganna Williams

Chapter One

Kendra glared at Dr. God’s-Gift-To-Women Malcom as he walked past her on his way to exam room 3. He gave her a stern frown in response that sent a jolt straight to her clit. She scowled at his back as he turned away, hating the way her body responded to the odious man. Dr. Malcom was such a man whore, women fell all over themselves to get his attention.

She freely admitted he was beyond sexy with his tall muscular body, broad shoulders tapering to a nice tight ass. Dark hair that had a tendency to fall over his brow, bottle green eyes that saw far too much for a girl’s peace of mind… strong, chiseled jaw that made her wet when it tightened down in irritation at one of her jabs.

She’d heard the other nurses in the practice discussing his prowess and it made her blood boil. Serena, the practice phlebotomist, talked nonstop about how big his dick was and how hard he gave it to her. He was a healer, for goodness’ sake; couldn’t he keep it in his pants for a week or two?

Well, it didn’t matter that her lady parts stood up and said a big hello every time the man walked by…shewas in control, not her clit.

The door she was still glaring at swung open and the doctor in question raised his brow at her. “Are you coming, Nurse?”

Asshole!

“Yes, Doctor, right away, Doctor, three bags full, Doctor…” The last bit she muttered under her breath just before she walked into the room.

“I didn’t quite get that last part, Kendra? Would you care to repeat it?” he asked, the frown on his handsome face telling her he had indeed heard it. Her tummy flipped.

“It was nothing, sir, I was just trying to remember my shopping list for this evening,” she told him as she walked past him into the room. It was just a tiny fib, although she did need some Christmas decorations to cheer up her apartment. There just wasn’t a list.

After that, they both focused on business and took care of their patient without further incident. After the last patient of the day, Kendra immediately began cleaning up the exam room after she’d left.

Everyone had been talking about more snow in the forecast and she wanted to get to Walmart before it hit. She also wanted to look at Christmas lights on the way home.

Suddenly the door opened, making her jump, and Dr. Malcom stuck his head inside. “Kendra, I need to see you in my office before you leave for the day.”

“I’ve still got to stock all the supply cabinets in the exam rooms and water the plants and…”

“I’ll wait. Don’t leave this office without seeing me, please.” The implacability in his tone gave her pause; surely he wasn’t going to fire her.

“Yes, sir,” she said softly, worriedly chewing her lower lip as he closed the door again. She hurried through her assigned tasks, hoping she wasn’t about to lose her job. There wasn’t a ready supply of nursing positions available in this small Colorado town.

If she lost this job, it could mean working at Walmart until another nursing position came open.

Kendra pondered the situation she’d found herself in; she had been very rude with no real reason other than resenting the way her body reacted to him. The realization made her feel very small and petty when she really thought about it.

She sighed, unhappy with the conclusion she’d just reached—that she owed the man a genuine apology. It wasn’t her business if he slept with every person they worked with, it was his.

Decision made, Kendra squared her shoulders and marched herself to Dr. Malcom’s office. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door and tried to ignore the butterflies dancing in her tummy.

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Derek Malcom stood at the window, looking out at the mountain range visible just beyond the tree line. It was a majestic view, especially with the dusting of snow covering everything, but he didn’t really see it; he was focused on the incredibly beautiful yet stubborn Kendra Jacoby. He knew she was as attracted to him as he was to her, but instead of the smiles one would expect, she gave him hostile looks and snarky comments.

He’d given her as much slack as possible, figuring she was scared of the intensity of the attraction, but that was going to stop as of now. Derek would explain to her in no uncertain terms how he would deal with such behavior in the future by giving her a taste of what was in store for her… then he planned to kiss her senseless.

At her knock, he turned and faced the door. “Come in, Kendra.”

She entered a little hesitantly, a guilty expression on her gamine face. He loved her full womanly curves and couldn’t wait to feel them pressed against him or lying over his lap while he examined her round ass in detail. He watched the expressions flitting across her expressive face: guilt, fear, resolve, and desire. It was a heady cocktail for a man like himself; he steeled himself to deal with the situation at hand.

“I owe you an apology, Dr. Malcom. I’m sincerely sorry for my behavior earlier,” Kendra said softly with a becoming blush filling her cheeks.

Derek nodded and then folded his arms. “I agree. You’ve owed me an apology foryour behavior since I joined the practice last year. You’ve been rude, snarky, and openly hostile, but that stops as of now, young lady. Am I understood?”

She blinked; Kendra had obviously thought she would be able to just apologize for today and then move past the whole uncomfortable situation. “I… umm… yes, sir,” she replied, looking startled by her own quick response.

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