A stormy Christmas Eve reunion leaves Michael seeking the solitude of his lodge, where he finds Amber in residence—and in trouble. Attempting to save her from her matchmaking family, he announces they’re a couple. His good deed backfires when they’re instantly included in each and every holiday event in town. So much for solitude.
Only the more time he spends with the beautiful, cheery brunette, the more he yearns to make things real between them. But he and Amber want different things, and Michael could never be the family man she’s looking for.
One Week to Win Her Boss is the second stand-alone story in Barbara White Daille’s Snowflake Valley series from Entangled Bliss. And to celebrate this week’s book birthday, Barbara’s sharing an exclusive excerpt and a giveaway!
Thanks for welcoming me to EverAfter Romance! I’m happy to be here and thrilled to have a new release from Entangled Bliss, especially because my series is all about the holidays.
Every November, my husband and I discuss whether or not we want to put up a Christmas tree. It’s just the two of us, time is at a premium and, besides, we usually have our holiday dinner and gift exchange at a friend’s overflowing home with her large extended family.
But the end of every November finds us dragging out the sacks and cartons and plastic bins holding all our decorations. Because you know what? There’s no place like home for the holidays. Amber, the heroine of One Week to Win Her Boss, knows this almost more than anyone else in Snowflake Valley, her beloved hometown that caters to tourists ear ‘round.
For Amber, all the Christmas feels make the town so special. She would never settle down anywhere else, never fall for a man who doesn’t love Snowflake Valley the way she does. Except—too bad for her!—she’s madly in love with a man who makes Scrooge look like Santa’s chief elf. And who happens to be her boss.
Here’s a clip from the book to show you just how dire her situation is:
Amber stared down at her coffee. “I was sorry you had to back out of the party at the last minute. You would have made a great Santa yourself.”
“Santa? Me?” Michael laughed. “Bah, humbug.”
His mocking tone surprised her. “You are a Scrooge, aren’t you? That’s so sad. Christmas is my favorite holiday.”
“Good thing for you, since there’s no getting away from it around here.”
She smiled wryly. “I can’t argue with that. Not when I live and work in a town called Snowflake Valley. As Mayor Corrigan would tell you”—she attempted to mimic his deep voice—“‘three-hundred-and-sixty-five days a year, we cater to tourists celebrating the season.’ But you have to admit Christmas is a magical time. And I’m glad that magic brought Santa and Miss Elf their happy-ever-after.” The fact that Miss Elf was her sister made the good news even more special.
When he frowned, obviously puzzled, she smiled. “I forgot. You wouldn’t have heard the news yet. Lyssa and Nick are engaged.”
Michael snorted a laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
“Just reacting to the idea of Nick getting married.”
“Because you never thought he’d find the right girl?”
“No. Because I thought he was smart enough to know marriage isn’t a winning proposition.”
Her heart thumped. She set her mug on the tray and sat back again, tucking her suddenly cold hands beneath the edge of the afghan.
Yes, she wanted to be independent and in control as a single mom…but she didn’t want to be a single mom forever. She’d realized that truth the day she had met Michael. And even after last night’s conversation and this morning’s warnings to herself, she hadn’t given up on him.
Until this minute.
Until his one flat statement shattered all her hopes and dreams.
Where were Callie and Lyssa to save their little sister now? She could see them shaking their heads in disbelief at hearing this news. She could hear them, too.
Isn’t that just like poor Amber to mess things up?
Even as a four-year-old, she was always the mommy when she played house.
And now she’s crushing on a man who probably runs at the first mention of marriage.
And they would be right. Michael’s conviction was a chilling reminder she couldn’t trust her instincts about men. Still…
Couldn’t she expect just one tiny Christmas miracle?
Poor Amber, right? All we can do is hope she gets her miracle. Probably not something we can ask for ourselves, because of course, none of us lives in a town like Snowflake Valley. But we can still make the holidays magic for ourselves, our families, and especially our kids.
Whatever winter holiday you celebrate, what’s your favorite tradition? I would love to have you share it with us.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Barbara White Daille lives with her husband in the sunny Southwest. Though they love the warm winters and the lizards in their front yard, they haven’t gotten used to the scorpions in the bathroom. Barbara also loves writing, reading, and chocolate. Come to think of it, she enjoys writing about those subjects, too!
Barbara wrote her first short story at the age of nine, then typed “The End” to her first novel many years later…in the eighth grade. Now she’s writing contemporary romance on a daily basis. Sign up for her newsletter to keep up with the latest in her writing life!
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