Holiday Kisses for You

by Pepper on October 22, 2012

Hi Readers! Thanks for checking in today for the first of five installments of my holiday short, Positively Holly. This story will be included in Holiday Kisses, a free anthology of Christmas stories, coming in late November from Beachwalk Press. All of the stories will be available in installments on the author websites beginning this week. So Merry Christmas from all of us, a little bit early!

You’re about to meet Holly McNaughton and Evan Masters. They had a fling last summer, but Evan broke things off when things got too serious too fast. So what will happen now, when they run into each other outside a toy store just before Christmas? Let’s see, shall we?

WARNING: This story contains adult material. By reading further, you certify you are at least 18 years of age. 


Positively Holly

by Pepper Anthony


Holly McNaughton locked her car and headed across the nearly deserted parking lot toward the massive front entrance to Renner’s Toy Palace. In the darkness of the early December morning, her breath puffed out ahead of her in small, impatient clouds. She shoved her hands deep into her coat pockets and squinted at the building’s front doors, where a solitary figure stood hunched against the cold.

Seriously? Just one person in line?

She could hardly believe her good fortune. A new shipment of popular toys was due this morning, and she’d half expected to encounter a rabid throng of shoppers already gathered there. This was her lucky day! She was almost certain to score a Patty Purse Doll.

Ashley would be thrilled. The seven-year-old had talked of little else the last month. Making her daughter’s biggest Christmas wish come true would make getting out of a warm bed this early on a Saturday morning more than worthwhile.

As she approached the store’s entrance she realized that the person waiting there was a man. Her first thought—what a great dad!—was immediately followed by a tiny zing of apprehension. She’d be alone with him out there until more people arrived. She fingered the debit card in her coat pocket. Then she smiled to herself. How likely was it that a mugger would get up this early to seek out victims at a toy store parking lot?

At the scuff of her shoes on the pavement, the lone shopper turned, and Holly felt the smile freeze on her face.

Evan Masters!

He didn’t look any happier to see her. He straightened to face her, his mouth forming a hard line before he finally spoke.

“Hello, Holly.” The chill in his voice rivaled the air temperature.

“Hello, Evan.” She drew herself up, wishing she had worn heels. She’d almost forgotten how formidably tall the man was. Tall and dark and devilishly handsome. Her heart stuttered a time or two before resuming its natural rhythm. In the four months since she’d last seen him, he’d grown a full moustache. What was that all about? And what would it be like to kiss him now? A tiny flutter began low in her belly as she found herself trying to imagine.

“Shopping for Ashley?” It was clear from his tone he was only being polite. If there had been other people there, he would no doubt have struck up conversations with them just to avoid talking with her.

She nodded. “Patty Purse Doll.”


“And for Nikki?”

“Some fashion design computer game.” He frowned. “Runaway Princess?

“Princess Runway,” she corrected, feeling a little smug.

“Whatever. To hear Nikki talk about it, the world will end on Christmas if this piece of software is not under the tree.” He gave an indulgent chuckle. It was such a warm, surprising sound, Holly found herself nodding and smiling right along with him. And just like that, all the old feelings came bubbling up inside her again. The flutter in her belly turned into a delicious whirlpool, and her lips tingled, remembering their kisses. And much to her chagrin, her pussy clenched in a most unladylike way.

“I know what you mean,” she managed to say, casually crossing one ankle over the other. “Ashley is certain Patty Purse will make her life complete.”

They both chuckled this time.

Then a pair of headlights flashed across them, and they turned to watch as a car pulled into the lot. Someone got out and headed toward them. Then another car arrived. And another. In a matter of about five minutes, the line of shoppers Holly had envisioned earlier had materialized behind her. Evan seemed to have lost interest in any further conversation. He had half-turned away and was now scowling at his Blackberry and muttering to himself. Wishing she had brought her own iPhone, if for no other reason than to appear busy, Holly shuffled from one foot to the other as the bitter cold of the sidewalk seeped into the soles of her cross trainers.

No matter. Off in the distance, the sky was beginning to lighten. In a couple minutes the doors to the toy store would shoosh open. It was time to forget her cold feet and Mr. Hot-But-Surly-Evan-Masters and refocus on her true mission. No doubt some of the people queued up behind her were there for Patty Purse Dolls too, and the stock would be limited. She cast a surreptitious glance over her opponents, mentally preparing herself for the race of her life.

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Thanks for reading! Hope you’ll check back next Monday right here for part two. Meanwhile, don’t forget to visit the other Beachwalk Babes who are posting their short holiday stories next:

Also posting today: Tara Mills, Drawn to You at

Posting on Tuesdays are Sidda Lee Tate (Katrina’s Christmas) and Patricia Bates (Hometown Miracles)
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{ 6 comments… read them below or add one }

Tamaria October 22, 2012 at 6:25 am

What a great start!


Pepper October 22, 2012 at 7:43 am

Thanks, Tamaria. And Merry Christmas to you!

– Pepper


Pamela October 22, 2012 at 6:27 am

Great post, and I can relate to the setting, as I often found myself standing outside a store at the crack of dawn so I could get that ultra-popular Christmas gift.


Pepper October 22, 2012 at 7:46 am

Hi Pamela. Thanks for stopping by. The beginning of this story recalls an actual scene from several Christmases ago. I literally had to outrun several other shoppers for that one Wii that had come in. One of those memeories I will always carry with me. Merry Christmas!

– Pepper


Lacey Wolfe October 22, 2012 at 9:51 am

I enjoyed the start. Can’t wait to read next weeks.


Pepper October 22, 2012 at 1:04 pm

Hey There Lacey: Thanks for stopping in to read. I’ll look forward to reading yours on Thursday.

– Pepper


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