Reunion (Snowfire 3)
A BDSM Women’s Fiction Hot Flash
Author: Anne Kane
Cover Art: Renee' George
BIN: 03462-01104
Genres: BDSM, Contemporary Women’s Fiction, Romance
Themes: 20th Century, 2nd Chance Romance, Capture Fantasy, Second Edition
Series: Snowfire (#3)
Book Length: Hot Flash
Page Count: 16
When Kassie's big-shot boyfriend dumps her, she slinks back to her isolated hometown to lick her wounds in private. But a well-endowed snowman and a reunion with an old flame makes sure her homecoming sizzles with passion.
"Anne Kane's REUNION is a fun and sexy short story that will have readers chuckling at the characters' audacity with the naughty snow people and their playful mannerisms once they come together."
"Anne Kane delivered an off the wall, humorously hot story that left me panting for more."
"This short story is so hot it could practically melt the snow."
-- Jacquelyn R. Ward, The Romance Studio"This was fantastic! I just loved the connection that these two shared as they got to know one another again, this time as adults. The writing is excellent and exciting and I do so love it when a couple have a history."
-- 5 Stars from MeemsAngel82, Amazon Review
"...a very short and quick read that is very steamy. Kassie is dumped by her boyfriend but ends up finding way more than she bargained for and one heck of a reunion."
-- 4 Stars from Mary S., Kobo Review
"This was a fun, fast and hot romance for Kassie and Jimmy. I enjoyed this hot quickie!"
-- 5 Stars from LBing, Barnes & Noble Review
Reunion (Snowfire)
Second Edition
Anne Kane
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2024 Anne Kane
Kassie stepped back and studied her masterpiece. She'd taken the art of snow sculpting to a completely new level. Her snowman was a snowwoman -- with all the anatomical parts to prove it. Pert, up-tilted breasts with naughtily pebbled nipples adorned a snowy chest atop curvaceous hips that narrowed down to a smoothly shaved pussy.
She snickered at the thought of Gerald William Dwyer, of Dwyer, Dwyer and Sons, Inc., driving up to her little house and seeing the very unladylike snowperson in her yard. Of course, that wasn't likely to happen. He'd be too busy with the little tart he'd dropped her for. After all the effort she'd put into being the perfect lady just to please him, he'd dumped her for an over-painted, underdressed bimbo.
She shivered as the cold started to penetrate her winter clothing. Dusting the snowflakes off her leggings, she headed back inside.
The little house wasn't much, just a three-room cabin in the frozen bush of Northern Ontario, but it was hers. Thank goodness she wasn't prone to cabin fever. She'd grown up here, attending school in the small town down the road. She'd dreamed of what she'd do when she grew up and left to conquer the world, but she'd never appreciated its isolation as much as she had in the past couple of weeks, while she hid from the world to lick her wounds and kick herself for ever trying to change just to please a man.
Shedding the layers of heavy winter clothing, she stirred the coals in the wood stove and added another piece of birch wood before curling up on the sofa with her book.
Opening her eyes, Kassie shivered. The fire had died down to coals during her nap, and the electric heater hadn't kicked in yet to take up the slack. She grabbed her fleecy sweater and threw some more wood in the stove, opening the dampers to encourage the flames. Dusk had started to fall, and she wandered over to the front window to admire her snowwoman.
She blinked, sucking in a startled breath. Two snow sculptures decorated the lawn. While she'd slept, her frosty creation had gained an admirer.
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