The Yuletide child - Chapter One - Christmas baby drama

Jul 31, 2026

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A Christmas-season romance turns tense for Dylan Jefferson as a new marriage and an unexpected pregnancy upend her old life. When disaster strikes and she braces for childbirth amid a blizzard, her world is tested again, pushing her to cling to Ross more than ever. The narrative opens with a gripping stage-performance moment, where Dylan’s private fear and an unsettling stranger in the audience disrupt her familiar ritual and performance control.

LanguageEnglish

CategoryStory & Novel

FormatPDF

Pages135

Reading Time3 h 28 min

AccessFree to download

Chapter One

Dylan’s performance and return to reality

The unsettling man in the front row

Dressing room tension and fear of mistakes

[OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) The Yuletide child By Charlotte Lamb(1999) [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) The birth of a Christmas baby... Dylan was thrilled when, within a few weeks, handsome Ross Jefferson met and married her. But marrying Ross meant that Dylan abandoned her career, friends and the bright lights of the city. It also brought an unexpected pregnancy. Suddenly Dylan found her previously passionate husband was holding her at arm's length, and he seemed to prefer the vivacious wife of his best friend. Christmas was coming and Dylan had to get away. But her car skidded. She was stranded in a blizzard and she was about to have her baby. Now she needed Ross more than ever [OceanofPDF.com](OceanofPDF.com) CHAPTER ONE ONCE the curtain went up and the music began Dylan lost awareness of everything outside the enchanted circle of light in which she and Michael moved, their bodies in total harmony, gliding sinuously, like snakes, entwining, limb against limb, slithering down each other in erotic invitation, then suddenly breaking apart, whirling away in opposite directions, leaping so high the audience always gasped in disbelief. Not that Dylan heard them. She heard, saw, nothing but Michael and her own black shadow flying across the white backcloth, the white-painted boards under their feet, until their bodies met once more, writhed in embrace, caressing, imploring, slid to the floor and joined there, rose and fell over and over again, quivering in breathtaking ecstasy. You could have heard a pin drop in the audience. It was the same every night. The watchers were transfixed and aroused, barely breathing, not moving, until the final second when the two young lovers sank into completed repose. It wasn't until they took their curtain calls and the thunder of applause broke over them that she began to come out of the hypnotic trance in which she always experienced 'Exercises for Lovers'. Sweat pouring down her body, shuddering with anguished breath, trembling and exhausted, with Michael holding her hand, supporting her, she looked out into the audience for the first time, curtseying, bending her head in recognition of the audience response. Normally she never noticed anyone out there, but tonight her flickering gaze stopped suddenly as it moved over the rows of faces. She stared into dark eyes in a sort of shock. He was sitting in the front row of the stalls, leaning forward, his stare glowing and intense, face pale in the shadows, hair black as night. Prince of Darkness, she thought, a little feverish, wildly hyper after the fierce concentration of the dance. That was what he looked like: a creature of the night, a lost soul. She had never seen him before, yet she felt instantly that she had always known him, that he had haunted her dreams all her Me. Michael felt the shudder which ran through her, and shot her a quick, sideways look. Turning, lifting her hand to his lips, his lithe body bent in a gesture of adoration, he whispered, 'What's wrong?' 'Nothing, just a ghost walking over my grave,' she lied, and was surprised that she did, because she and Michael knew each other better than anyone else in the world. She had never hidden anything from him before, but she couldn't tell him what had just happened to her; she had no rairds to describe that weird, out-of-this-world sensation. The flowers came on, as they always did at this point, cellophane-wrapped bouquets from fans. She and Michael accepted them gracefully, cradled them in the crook of their arms, each blowing a kiss to the audience. It was all a ritual, part of the performance, and she went through it in the same well-rehearsed, smiling fashion. Tonight was different, though. Tonight she kept looking down into the front row of seats, finding those eyes, and feeling her heart beating right through her until her entire body seemed to be one passionate heartbeat. What is the matter with me? she thought as Michael led h

FAQs

Why does Dylan feel frightened during the performance?

She experiences an intense shudder and fixation on a man in the front row, which disrupts her usual focus. The sensation feels like a haunting or a “ghost” over her grave.

What changes Dylan’s life after she marries Ross Jefferson?

She abandons her career and social life in the city, and the marriage brings an unexpected pregnancy that makes her situation suddenly urgent.

What immediate crisis does Dylan face around Christmas?

Her car skids, she becomes stranded in a blizzard, and she is about to have her baby.

Jul 31, 2026

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