Hello, all! This week's #TeaserTuesday brings us an excerpt from Disarming Donner, book 5 in the North Pole City Tales series which is due for release in December. Enjoy!
Where was everyone?
“Perhaps we can find a way to amuse ourselves until the others arrive.”
Donner’s cheeks burned, and his heart fluttered most awfully. He spun on his heels and found himself face-to-chest with Calder. Swallowing hard, he lifted his chin. It wasn’t right for an elf to be so tall, or so… broad and muscular. Calder smiled, and Donner’s heart fluttered again. How very annoying.
Calder moved his arm, and Donner took a quick step back. He was surprised when Calder held out his hand.
Donner blinked up at him. “What are you doing?”
Calder nodded toward the empty ballroom floor.
“I’m not dancing with you.” The very nerve. As if Donner would do such a thing. It would require him holding Calder’s hand and getting… close.
Calder shrugged. He put one hand to his chest and held the other out before he began to dance and sway. Plum pudding. The elf had gone mad. Calder smiled as he danced, his large stature not impeding his easy grace in the least. Donner would never have suspected the elf to possess such flair. It was difficult not to watch him, and even more so to appear indifferent. Not when Calder waltzed around him. The orchestra began to play a soft melody, and Donner cursed under his breath. Were they trying to be droll?
“Join me,” Calder said.
“No.” Donner folded his arms over his chest. Absolutely not. Dance with a Dockalfar? Absurd. He could just hear the gossip now.
Seemingly unperturbed by Donner’s refusal, Calder began to sing.
Oh for the love of holly. He sings too? Calder sang in a smooth baritone that did the strangest thing to Donner’s skin. He didn’t like it one bit. He especially didn’t like it when Calder sang about Donner’s eyes and the stars.
Calder danced closer, his voice low and dripping with honey. “Dance with me.”
“I’ll do no such thing.”
“Afraid I’ll sully your reputation?” He stopped behind Donner and murmured in his ear. “Or afraid you might like it?”