Welcome to Washington, D.C., where supernatural inhabitants struggle with everyday problems like exploding laptops, materializing ice sculptures and rampaging storms.
On All Hallows’ Eve, apprentice witch and full-time cat familiar, Catalina Gato, gets her annual night of freedom. Needing some no-strings-attached sex, she signs up for a mysterious one-night stand service. Sparks literally fly when her clueless new boss, warlock and attorney, Leo Difuoco, shows up as her mystery date.
On Christmas Eve, college graduate, Mina Mao, seeks distraction from Jack Frost, the attorney whose smart mouth and unreasonable demands make her human resources job a living hell. Thanks to a crafty matchmaker, she gets to give him a piece of her mind in the frozen penthouse he calls home.
On New Year’s Eve, part-time witch, Dulcina Gato, needs an excuse to avoid Mikal Knight, her best friend’s older brother and the Enforcement agent determined to put a crimper on her nocturnal activities. Since Madame Eve has a knack for outwitting reluctant lovers, this cat familiar ends up in the arms of the one warlock she wants to escape.
"[W]hat ensues is sexy...lots and lots of sexy..." The BookChick (for Flirting with Fire)
"With the right mix of magic, frustration and sexy sizzle this short read is hot, hot hot!" -Obsessed by Books (for Flirting with Fire)
"[G]rab a cup of cocoa and whoever or whatever you prefer to help warm you in other ways and prepare to be delighted." - Random Book Musings (for Frosty Relations)
"Seriously, FROSTY RELATIONS is a fun Christmas read [...], with just enough humor and sex to keep you reading." - Tangled Hearts and Boxer Briefs (for Frosty Relations)
"It's a quick read that made me laugh" - Drue's Random Chatter's Reviews (for Fireworks at Midnight
Her lips pursed, [Cat Woman] stared down at him for a long moment. Then she muttered, “What the hell,” and dropped her very attractive behind onto the opposite seat. “So, this is your idea of an easy place to pick up chicks in costume?”
Not only was the question out of place, it bore an uncanny similarity to something he might have said to his cat. “Well…one in particular, I guess. What’s your name, by the way?”
She had to be joking. Or she obfuscated on purpose. He decided on the latter. After all, keeping one’s identity hidden made for a great exit strategy. “Mine’s Leo.”
She lifted the leather menu and opened it, blocking his view of her face. “I know.”
Madame Eve must employ a double standard, revealing the identity of men and not women. Another possible theory was Jack had forged the card and kept the woman’s details a secret on purpose. Both explanations seemed plausible. “What else do you know about me?”
She flipped a page. “Everything.”
Talk about unfair. Cat Woman must have received an actual profile, complete with a photo and an option to decline the date. “It might not be all true.”
She tilted the menu forward an inch, revealing the top half of her masked face. “What?”
“The profile you read. Jack has a weird sense of humor. You shouldn’t trust any of it.”
Her eyelids lowered into a slight squint, something the non-human Cat he knew had a habit of doing whenever he forgot to grab his keys. “I don’t follow.”
“It’s obvious you received some basic information about me.” When she shook her head, he waved off the denial. “It’s not a big deal, but I thought I should tell you someone else filled everything out. Since I hadn’t been offered a file on you at all, we should pretend this is a normal date and start over.”
With a shrug and a swift nod, she put the menu down, pulled her gloves off, and reached an arm across the table. The smile she sent him made his stomach do an unsettling flip. “My name is Catalina Gato. I’m a maid, accountant, and shape-shifting witch with a clueless boss and very meddlesome sister.”
What a sense of humor. Considering her costume, cat burglar would have been funnier, but she deserved bonus points for saying it all with a straight face. He took her hand and fought the odd urge to grab her, kiss her silly, and tear her clothes off.
The candle’s flame changed from blue to white. Then the fire shot up in a straight line, six inches high. Another round of nervous clapping followed.
Their palms still touching, he frowned. “Someone here must love Halloween. These special effects are over the top, not to mention dangerous.”
She shook her head and broke contact. Hints of disbelief and resignation laced her bell-like laugh. “Do you think Gomez has recovered enough to send a waiter our way?”