Book Heaven Wednesday presents One Week to Win Her Boss (Snowflake Valley series) by @BarbaraWDaille
Title: One Week to Win Her Boss (Snowflake Valley series)
Author: Barbara White Daille
Genre: Short Contemporary Romance, Holiday Romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Single mom Amber Barnett loves family, kids, Christmas…and unfortunately, her boss, confirmed bachelor Michael DeFranco. It's a crush she really needs to get over. Except, when she’s temporarily forced from her apartment, her only option is to stay at Michael’s private ski lodge, where she's the housekeeper. No problem. Her handsome boss rarely visits Snowflake Valley unexpectedly, plus he’s spending the holidays with his family. Or so she thinks…
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.
Excerpt from One Week to Win Her Boss:
The thwack of a lightly packed snowball exploded against Amber’s shoulder. She whirled to find Michael grinning. “What was that for?”
“Rule number one. Never turn your back on an opponent when there’s snow around.”
As if she hadn’t already known that. “Well, here’s rule number two. Never throw a snowball at someone with better aim.” While she’d spoken, she had knelt to scoop up a handful of snow, watching Michael as he did the same. She timed her missile to hit just as he stood upright. The snowball burst against his chest. “Score!”
As he raised his arm, she ducked. His snowball sailed two feet over her head.
“Rookie!” she called, laughing. “I had a better arm when I was in kindergarten.”
“Oh, yeah? Ever have your face washed with snow?”
“Not by you. And I never will.” When she crouched for another handful of snow, Michael advanced, his long legs suddenly closing half the space between them. Squealing, she turned to run—and tripped over the handle of the shovel.
As she went down, Michael tackled her, sliding one arm around her waist. Before she could hit the drifts of snow, he rolled, pulling her against him, cushioning her fall. She landed lightly on the ground beside him.
“Unfair,” she declared, gasping to catch her breath. “This isn’t football.”
“All’s fair in a snowball fight,” he countered. He scooped up a mound of snow in one gloved hand. “About that face-washing.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Oh, pretty please, Michael…” She clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture. As he returned her smile, she knocked his arm away. His handful of snow sprayed across the ground. She laughed. “And about the power of distraction…”
“You fight dirty.”
“No, I fight to win.”
“So do I.” He took her hand. Then he lowered his head toward hers. He stopped with his mouth just inches from her lips. She shivered, but not from the snow beneath them. “Now tell me what I wouldn’t dare.”
Did she have the nerve to say it?
Did she have the strength not to?
“You wouldn’t dare kiss me,” she blurted.
Oh, pretty please, Michael…
He brushed her mouth with his. Once. Twice. Three times. More than enough to tantalize. Not enough to satisfy…
She was ready to dare him to do more when he stood, pulling her to her feet along with him. “It’s too cold to have you lying out here in the snow.”
Visions of the living room couch in front of the fire…her cozy bed upstairs…his king-size mattress in the master suite…all danced like sugarplums before her eyes. Wishful thinking. But oh, what good wishes.
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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. Sign up for her newsletter to keep up with the latest in her writing life: https://barbarawhitedaille.com/newsletter.
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