“Tony, did you want something? Because I’d like to keep working.” The ache in her chest that didn’t ease until December 26th. The tight panicky feeling in her stomach. It was always the same at this time of year. It’s a British tradition to get drunk, sing terrible Karaoke and flirt with your colleagues.” “I’m searching for inner peace but I’d settle for outer peace so if you could close the door on your way out, that would be perfect.” “Is that why you’re hiding in your office?” “You don’t like the music?” The top button of his shirt was undone and the glitter in his eyes suggested this wasn’t his first glass of champagne. “Who the hell is picking the music out there?” Turning her back on the snow, the tree and the glittering skyscrapers of Midtown, Kayla focused on her computer screen.Ī moment later the door opened and Tony, her opposite number in Entertainment and Sports, appeared carrying two glasses of champagne. A giant spruce twinkled in front of the Rockefeller Centre, and the Hudson River glinted in the distance, a ribbon of silvery-gray shimmering in the winter light. She hadn’t been dreaming of a white Christmas but it seemed she was getting one anyway.įar below, the streets of Manhattan were jammed with tourists keen to enjoy the festive sights of New York in the holiday season. She watched gloomily as soft snowflakes drifted lazily past the floor-to-ceiling glass windows that made up two sides of her spacious corner office. Someone who knew mistletoe was poisonous?

Someone who didn’t expect Christmas to be merry or bright? Surely there had to be someone out there who felt the way she did? Was she the only person who hated this time of year? Kayla Green cranked up the volume on her favorite playlist and blocked out the sound of festive music and laughter wafting under her closed office door. She is able to capture the warmth and happiness, but she also remembers those for whom the season is bittersweet….this story combines all the things I love about contemporaries, small-town romances, and holiday stories.” Grade A Dear Author 'At its heart, this is a Christmas romance, and no one does the double-edged sword of the holidays like Sarah Morgan. Her characters are riotously meddling and endearing, and watching her relationship-phobic Brit transplant heroine and confident hometown hero ineffectively battle fate, the elements and their feelings will delight the reader.' 4.5 Stars RT Book Reviews Her visual narrative epitomizes rustic Vermont in full winter finery while showcasing her witty humor and inherent understanding of the human condition. ''Morgan's foray into full-length romance is a holiday hit.

This touching Christmas tale will draw tears of sorrow and joy, remaining a reader favorite for years to come.” Starred Review Publishers Weekly ' As the two struggle with their strong emotions, Morgan masterfully introduces a cast of endearing supporting characters.

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