he Wish of Xmas Present an African American holiday romance by nd jones

The Wish of Xmas Present

  • Publication Date: December 21, 2018
  • Genre: Contemporary Romance
  • Series: The Styles of Love
  • ASIN: B07HLHN9H8

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The greatest gift of all is the love we share with each other…

As love blooms and familial bonds are forged, the spirit of the season welcomes us home and offers us a chance to dream. Dr. Malcolm Styles and Dr. Sky Ellis's whirlwind office romance, a sexy perk of higher ed, has swept them off their feet. Now that the winds of change have settled, Malcolm and Sky find, as the Christmas holiday approaches, a chance to make a deeper connection.

For Malcolm, he has only one wish for the winter holiday of goodwill, mistletoe, and decorations. Will his wish make it to Santa's list, granting Malcolm a joyful Noel, or will Jack Frost smother his cheer in a blizzard of disappointment?

As Malcolm and Sky traverse the landscape of romance and love, they find themselves on a journey of self-discovery and bonding. For 'tis the season of caring and with it comes the blessings of family, hope, and faith.




“I’m not upset. I just have a couple of things on my mind.” He glanced down at his crumb-covered shirt and frowned. “That’s not sexy. Forget you saw me inhale almost two bags of popcorn. That’s not the image I want you to have of me.”

“I’m sure you didn’t become a junk food junkie tonight, Malcolm. The longer we spend time with each other, especially in our homes, the more we’ll see the less flattering sides of the other person.”

“Are you ready for that?”

“I think it’s you who’s not ready. I don’t expect perfection from anyone, least of all myself. I know the parts of me that are jagged shards and dull blades. If nothing else, I’m painfully honest with myself. So much of my life was an ugly lie and one painful truth.”

“You think I’m lying to you about something?”

“No, I think you’re lying to yourself. About what, I can only guess. If it’s about me, then tell me. If it’s not and you want an ear, then you have mine. If you want to keep it inside and bury it under popcorn, that’s also your choice. Just don’t pretend everything is fine with you when it clearly isn’t.”

“Why don’t you keep any of your things at my house? You’re there as much as you’re here.”

When Malcolm hadn’t mentioned moving in with him again, Sky knew his silence had to be the calm before Malcolm’s oversensitive storm. The walking heart that was her boyfriend lasted longer than she thought he would, today’s gorge fest and sulking six weeks in the making.

Sky removed the bowl of popcorn from Malcolm’s greedy hands, placed it on the nightstand next to her, and then straddled Malcolm’s waist.

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure I have your full attention.”

“You always do.”

Tonight, she hadn’t, but that was okay. Sky kissed Malcolm, the way she should’ve when he’d arrived. Long, deep, and with her tongue in his mouth and her hands on his head.