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CHRISTMAS WITH THE ELKIN BILLIONAIRES
The Billionaire Athlete's Christmas Fling
The Billionaire's Fake Christmas Engagement
The Billionaire's Christmas Son
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales, is entirely coincidental.
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Get snowed in with these sexy billionaires…
It’s the season for falling in love with three driven and sexy billionaires. Gift yourself with this swoon-worthy boxset by USA Today bestselling author Leslie North featuring secret babies, fake fiancées and second chances.
The slopes are heating up in The Billionaire Athlete’s Christmas Fling! Bad boy billionaire Chase Elkins’s life has been headed downhill. Then sexy single mother Tana Birch applies to be the head ski instructor at his family’s resort. He needs to keep things professional. Even if she is impossible to resist…
In The Billionaire’s Fake Christmas Engagement, billionaire Gabe Elkins asks the gorgeous Anna Waters to pretend to be his fiancée at his family’s Christmas celebration. It was supposed to be a business deal. But there’s nothing fake about the red-hot attraction between them…
A rare one-night stand with a sexy stranger left Rachel Alexander pregnant in The Billionaire’s Christmas Son. Now she’s back working at the resort where they met. But when she sees Jonas Elkin, the billionaire CEO who hired her, she instantly recognizes him as her one-time lover…and the father of her son. Too bad he wants to keep her…and their son…a secret.
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CONTENTS
The Billionaire Athlete’s Christmas Fling
Blurb
1. Chase
2. Tana
3. Chase
4. Tana
5. Chase
6. Tana
7. Tana
8. Tana
9. Chase
10. Tana
11. Chase
12. Tana
13. Chase
14. Chase
15. Tana
16. Chase
17. Tana
18. Tana
19. Chase
20. Tana
21. Tana
22. Chase
23. Tana
Epilogue
End of The Billionaire Athlete’s Christmas Fling
The Billionaire’s Fake Christmas Engagement
Blurb
1. Gabe
2. Anna
3. Gabe
4. Anna
5. Gabe
6. Anna
7. Anna
8. Gabe
9. Anna
10. Gabe
11. Gabe
12. Anna
13. Gabe
14. Anna
15. Anna
16. Gabe
17. Anna
18. Gabe
19. Anna
20. Gabe
21. Anna
22. Gabe
Epilogue
End of The Billionaire’s Fake Christmas Engagement
The Billionaire’s Christmas Son
Blurb
1. Jonas
2. Rachel
3. Rachel
4. Jonas
5. Jonas
6. Rachel
7. Rachel
8. Rachel
9. Jonas
10. Rachel
11. Jonas
12. Rachel
13. Rachel
14. Jonas
15. Jonas
16. Rachel
17. Jonas
18. Rachel
19. Jonas
20. Rachel
21. Rachel
22. Jonas
23. Jonas
Epilogue
End of The Billionaire’s Christmas Son
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Baby, it’s cold outside but the slopes are heating up…
Billionaire bad boy Chase Elkins has been given one job — help his brother find the perfect ski director for his family’s resort and keep the burden off his ailing grandmother. After an injury ended his skiing career and a messy break-up, Chase’s life has been headed downhill. He can’t afford to alienate his family by lusting after a intriguing single mother. No matter how tempting she may be…
Tana’s been burned by men before, and she’s especially cautious when it comes to famous, charming billionaires. She’s not about to let Chase into her and her daughter’s life, especially when it’s pretty clear kids are a no-go for the champion skier. But he’s so damn hot. And fun. Is it possible she could be satisfied with a casual fling? Or is she headed for the biggest wipe out of her life…
1
CHASE
American Alpine skier and two-time Olympic medalist, Chase (aka Ace) Elkin, was injured on the giant slalom course at the Beijing Olympics when he violently crashed one gate from the finish, fracturing his left femur vertically and fracturing both his patella and tibia. One of the youngest Alpine skiers to ever compete in the Olympics, Ace qualified for the American team at seventeen and went on to compete on the Olympic team, consistently earning medals throughout his career….
“Well, that’s enough of that,” Chase mumbled into his pillow. He wished the radio in his head had an off switch so he could silence the replay of every news report about his accident. They were always loudest in the mornings. Sighing, he rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, wondering if he had time to take a shower. His phone beeped with an incoming text and he didn’t have to look at it to know it was from his brother Jonas reminding him he had a morning appointment and to get his ass out of bed.
Unable to stand the mystery, he checked when his phone beeped again. “Yep. Jonas.” Not bothering to reply, he rolled to his side and sat up, wincing at the stiffness in his leg. More than a year after his career-ending injury, he knew it would take time for the muscles to loosen up and the stiffness to subside and a hot shower would definitely help. The decision made, he headed for the bathroom.
He spent too long in the shower pretending he wasn’t back at Elk Lodge, and as he was getting dressed, he heard his phone ring with Jonas’s ringtone. He tapped the answer button. “Dammit! I haven’t forgotten.” He didn’t bother to listen to anything his brother might have said before disconnecting the call and tossing the phone on his bed. He dressed quickly hoping there would be coffee in the lobby so he could grab a cup before he headed upstairs.
Pushing through the double doors into the lobby, he waved to Helen and Aimee, who were busy checking people in, and headed over to the hot drinks station that had been a staple in the lobby since his grandparents first opened the lodge more than fifty years ago. A woman was shepherding two kids as they eagerly helped themselves to what looked like more whipped cream than hot chocolate while she attempted to retrieve the can before it was emptied.
“Joanie, you shouldn’t have that much sugar before your lesson. Sammy, don’t fling that at your sister. We do not throw food. Wait! No-no-no.” The woman’s panicked voice reached him just as Sammy or Joanie whirled around and upended the contents of their cup all down the front of his sweater. Everyone seemed to gasp and the woman lifted her head to make eye contact, an apology already tumbling out of her mouth. “Oh no! I am so sorry.” She grabbed a wad of napkins off the table and began to frantically press them against his sweater while continuing to spew out apologies and telling the kids to apologize as well.
It was way too early for this. Stopping the woman, he gently took the napkins from her and tossed them in the trash. She seemed downright distraught over what had happened, since she frantically continued to fuss. Chase finally had enough.
“Hey. It’s fine. No harm, right? Looks like you have your hands full with your children, so why don’t I just get out of your way.”
“Oh. Oh! These aren’t mine. They’re my students. I didn’t birth them or anything. Not that that’s a bad thing.”
Her face turned a pleasing shade of p
“Well, I’ll leave you to your non-birthed children.” Chase’s phone beeped and he looked at the drink station, the whole area now covered in hot chocolate and whatever else was in those cups and sighed.
He diverted his path to swing by the reception desk, pulling his sweater off over his head as he walked.
"I’m late for a meeting with Jonas, or I wouldn’t do this,” he said to Aimee. “Could you send this out to be cleaned for me?”
“No problem, Chase.” She turned and poured him a cup of coffee from the receptionists’ personal coffee maker. “Still take it light?”
“Yes, ma’am, and thank you.” Smiling, he took a long sip and smacked his lips. Aimee patted him on the arm, and he resumed his walk to the bank of elevators. When the elevator car chimed, he stepped on and pressed and held the DOOR OPEN button as he watched the woman finally manage to wrangle the kids and herd them toward the side exit that would take them to the ski rentals. She paused at the exit and turned, catching his eye, and the smile she directed his way lit up her features. His finger fumbled on the elevator button, and the doors closed before he could react fast enough to stop it.
2
TANA
Tana Birch jumped as the door closed right in front of her. She’d been so intent on staring at the hottie Sammy had bumped into that she hadn’t realized how close to the door she was standing until it almost smacked her in the face.
He looked familiar but she couldn’t place him. In the short time she’d worked here, she’d run into a few celebs, so maybe that was why.
"Give it to me! Miss Tana! Sammy took my hot chocolate!”
Whirling around, Tana reached for the cup that Sammy had stolen from Joanie but he bounced out of the way and finished off the drink with a grin. Frowning, Tana held her hand out for the cup, but the little boy merely dropped it on the ground and continued to torment his younger sister, which resulted in Joanie letting out a high-pitched scream that could easily cause an avalanche. Time to stop this right now.
She crossed her arms and tilted her hip up as she stared at both kids without saying anything. These two had been an absolute thorn in her side from the moment they arrived here, often not listening and talking while she was attempting to teach them how to ski. Their parents had dropped the kids off with her early and then vanished inside, probably to enjoy a quiet breakfast without the squabbling pair.
She couldn’t blame them, but at the same time, she was a ski instructor and not a babysitter. With a huff, she sat down on the bench and began to loosen up the buckles on her boots. Finishing the right boot, she shifted to the left but before she could finish, two sets of feet appeared in her vision.
“Miss Tana?” Sammy asked. “I thought we were getting lessons today.”
With her head down, Tana smiled before pasting on a more serious expression. Lifting her head, she frowned at them. “Well, we were, but it seems that you’d much prefer to tease your sister than ski today, so I decided to take my boots off. Was I wrong?” She stared at the older boy, who couldn’t have been more than eight, as he shuffled uncomfortably in front of her.
“Nooooo.” His answer came out more of a whine.
Joanie, who was five, crossed her arms and frowned at her brother. “Momma’s gonna be mad at you if Miss Tana doesn’t teach us. She doesn’t want us skiing without lessons. You know what happened last time.”
Well, this was info she needed. “Um, what happened last time?”
“Sammy tried to do it on his own and ended up falling down and breaking his arm before we got to go on the bunny slope. Dadda had to take him to the doctor and then we had to go home because he had a cast that covered his whole arm. He promised he’d behave this year.” She frowned at her brother who was now looking decidedly uncomfortable.
“Oh Sammy. That’s dangerous, as you found out.” Tana sat back and put on her best thoughtful expression. “How about this…” She paused, waiting to make sure she had their full attention. “How about you pick up that cup you tossed on the ground and put it in the trash over there where it belongs. Then, once the others arrive, I’ll teach all of you how to ski down the bunny slope. Deal?”
Joanie was already nodding her head and making small noises to get her brother to agree. Tana was worried that they’d end up in a standoff and he’d refuse. He surprised her when he picked up the cup and tossed it in the trashcan before agreeing to the deal.
“Good choice, Sammy.” As Tana tightened the buckles on her boots, she could hear the excited chatter of her other students headed their way. “Now, come on, let’s go meet the others and get our skis on.”
Tana stood tall on her skis at the top of the bunny slope, her students now all arrayed around her in a ragged semicircle. The clear, sunny morning made everything look like an ad in an adventure magazine. The bunny slope might not be an adventure to her, but it sure was for the kids in the beginner group for the five- to eight-year-olds.
“Okay,” she called, watching five pairs of eyes behind goggles in a rainbow of colors snap up to meet hers. Green. Red. Pink. Blue. Purple. It was a sight to see against the white snow. “Let’s remember to do big curves on the way down,” she said, demonstrating by moving her hips side to side. “If you want to slow down, what do you do?”
“Make a pizza!” The children shouted out the answer with a wild enthusiasm that made her heart beat faster. A few of them pointed the tips of their skis together to show her.
Giving them a thumbs up, she knew they were ready to go. “That’s right. Let’s head out.”
Tana waited for the gaggle of children to get level with her before she tipped forward and pushed off with her poles. They were catching on quick, but not too quick. One of the girls shot out ahead of the pack and Tana reacted without thinking. She straightened her skis and sped down the hill. It was a very long hill—the longest bunny slope she’d ever seen—but the first lesson she tried to teach the kids was to stay in control.
She came up alongside Sadie, who didn’t look uncomfortable in the least. Her poles were pointed straight back, and with a perfect bend in her knees, the girl continued down the hill.
“You’re doing awesome, Sadie,” Tana called. “Now show me your side-to-sides.” She took a deep breath to calm herself. “If you ever race, you’ll have to know how to do the slalom. Side to side.”
It worked.
The little girl slowed her pace and made a wide loop to the left.
Tana stopped and looked back up the hill. The other four kids in the group were cautiously making their way down through the snow. Plenty of proper pizza stances. It had been, all in all, a good lesson. Joanie, as the youngest in the group, was moving the slowest, and Tana was surprised when Sammy slowed down to ski next to his sister.
