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    A Cunningham Christmas: A Novella (The Cunningham Family #5.5): The Cunningham Family, #9
    A Cunningham Christmas: A Novella (The Cunningham Family #5.5): The Cunningham Family, #9
    A Cunningham Christmas: A Novella (The Cunningham Family #5.5): The Cunningham Family, #9
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    A Cunningham Christmas: A Novella (The Cunningham Family #5.5): The Cunningham Family, #9

    By Ember Casey

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    The Cunningham Family is back in a wicked holiday special from USA Today bestseller Ember Casey!

    It's the Cunninghams' first Christmas together on the estate, and Ward has something extra special planned for Lou...

     

    The Cunningham Family Reading Order:
    His Wicked Games
    Truth or Dare
    Sweet Victory
    Her Wicked Heart
    Take You Away
    Lost and Found
    Completely (short story)
    Their Wicked Wedding
    A Cunningham Christmas
    Their Wicked Forever

     

    Additional Cunningham Family Books:
    Always Wicked (companion novel)
    The Cunningham Family Bonus Stories
     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEmber Casey
    Release dateDec 17, 2014
    ISBN9781513005263
    A Cunningham Christmas: A Novella (The Cunningham Family #5.5): The Cunningham Family, #9
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    Ember Casey

    EMBER CASEY is a USA Today bestselling author living in Atlanta, Georgia in a den of iniquity (or so she likes to tell people). When she’s not writing steamy romances, you can find her whipping up baked goods (usually of the chocolate variety), traveling (her bucket list is infinite), or generally causing trouble (because somebody has to do it). 

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      A Cunningham Christmas - Ember Casey

      A Cunningham Christmas

      THE CUNNINGHAM FAMILY

      BY EMBER CASEY

      Copyright ©2014 Ember Casey

      All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

      Cover Image © Kesu01, used under license from Depositphotos, Inc.

      You can contact Ember at ember.casey@gmail.com.

      Website: http://embercasey.com.

      BOOKS BY EMBER CASEY

      THE CUNNINGHAM FAMILY

      His Wicked Games

      Truth or Dare

      Sweet Victory

      Her Wicked Heart

      Take You Away

      Lost and Found

      Completely (short story)

      Their Wicked Wedding

      A Cunningham Christmas

      Their Wicked Forever

      THE FONTAINES

      The Secret to Seduction

      The Sweet Taste of Sin

      The Lies Between the Lines

      The Mystery of You

      The Thrill of Temptation

      ROYAL HEARTBREAKERS

      Royal Heartbreaker

      Royal Mistake

      Royal Arrangement

      Royal Disaster

      Royal Escape

      THE DEVIL’S SET

      Jackson

      STANDALONE NOVELS

      The Billionaire Escape Plan

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      December 23rd

      WARD

      The tree is up.

      The stockings hung.

      The wreaths placed on every door, the garlands hung across every window.

      But it’s not enough.

      Over the past month, we’ve turned this estate into a holiday wonderland. This house is so huge I thought I’d never run out of things to do. But I have. The place is an explosion of tinsel and ribbons. The gardens are covered in twinkling lights. And now I don’t know what the fuck to do with myself.

      Most of my initial restoration projects around the estate are done, so I’ve settled for any job I can find around here. Replacing the moldings. Resurfacing the tubs. Refinishing the hardwood floors. Anything to keep myself busy.

      That’s why, two days before Christmas, I’m in a guest room at the back of the house with a can of paint. As long as I keep working, as long as I keep pushing this paint roller back and forth across the wall, I won’t go crazy. I can keep myself from worrying about what’s really on my mind.

      I think that wall is as blue as it’s going to get.

      I jump at the sound of Lily’s voice behind me. The roller slips out of my hand, and it hits the wall, then my jeans, then the wall again as it clatters toward the ground. I lunge for it—out of instinct more than anything else—but it’s probably about the stupidest thing I could have done. I slip on the plastic sheeting beneath me, and my foot hits the open paint can, sending it flying. Paint goes everywhere, spilling over the plastic and onto the carpet beyond.

      I curse and grab the can, but it’s too late—there’s a giant sky blue patch on the carpet, and the paint is soaking in fast.

      Here. Lily’s suddenly on her knees next to me, holding the old T-shirt I’ve been using as a rag. She tries to wipe up the paint, but it’s obvious that the damage is done. The shirt does nothing more than push the paint around, making the stain even bigger.

      I’ll go grab some towels, she says.

      Don’t bother. It won’t help much at this point, I say, sitting back in defeat. I’ve been wanting to tear up this carpet anyway. This just gives me an excuse.

      Sorry, she says, dropping the T-shirt and leaning back on her heels. I didn’t mean to startle you.

      Nah. It’s my fault. I wipe my hand across my forehead, then realize that my fingers are covered in blue paint.

      I… uh, I just wanted to let you know that dinner’s ready, she says. You weren’t answering your cell.

      I pat my pocket—getting sky blue fingerprints on the denim—before I remember that I left my phone charging on the nightstand.

      Yeah. Sorry about that, I say, looking at the mess around me. As much as I’d love to leave this disaster area and dig into some grub, I know I shouldn’t. Save me some, okay? I should probably clean this up.

      Want some help? I’m sure Calder and Lou won’t mind waiting for us.

      I shake my head. You go on. I still need to shower and everything. There’s no reason you guys should have to wait for dinner just because I was clumsy. When she doesn’t get up immediately, I add, Tell Lou I’m sorry. I begin to roll up the plastic sheeting, hoping to contain the mess as much as possible.

      Lily seems to get the hint because she doesn’t argue. But I can still feel her watching me.

      Is everything… okay? she says. "You’ve been… I don’t know, jumpy this week. Distracted."

      I’m good, I tell her without looking at her. Just tired.

      She sits there for a moment longer, then sighs and gets to her feet. All right. I’ll keep a plate warm for you.

      I wait until she’s halfway down the hall before I release the plastic sheeting and sit back again. She’s right. I am jumpy. And I’m not sure how to change that.

      My hand goes to my other pocket—the one where I don’t normally keep my phone—and I press down on the small lump inside, reassuring myself that it’s still there. Funny how one tiny little thing could make me so damn nervous. If my fingers weren’t covered in paint, I’d pull out the ring again. Pull it out of its tiny velvet bag and hold it up

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