Publication date: November 12th, 2020
Synopsis:
Amy Winstead is a twenty something video producer who loves Christmas more than anyone she's ever known. This year, the holidays are gonna be a lot less happy because she can't afford the plane ticket home to celebrate with her family, and her best and oldest friend Josh is moving halfway across the country for a new job that he couldn't turn down.
When Josh asks her to accompany him on his road trip from Texas to Connecticut and offers to pay for her plane ticket back home, how could Amy say no? He's promised some fun surprises on the trip, and more time with him could never be a bad thing.
One surprise Josh hasn't planned on is the record-breaking blizzard headed their way. They decide to wait out the storm in the charming town of Holly Hill, where a little holiday magic and a lot of snow combine to help Josh and Amy realize that the something that's always simmered between them could easily become something more...
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Excerpt
"Maybe I should come to New York with you," I say, not being even remotely serious.
He pauses, then stills for a few seconds. "You should. There would be more opportunities for you there than there are here."
Okay, so he clearly didn't get my tone. "And I'll have to live in a ten room apartment to pay rent," I say with a short laugh, just so that he'll understand this idea is insane.
"You could always live with me."
"You just want to make sure I don't wind up getting scurvy or something."
He laughs, short and breathy. "Yeah. I also like that you do the dishes."
"I don't really, you always insist on drying. Besides, there's a reason that we don't live together. You hate that I leave my shoes in a heap by the door, I'm not always great about picking up my towels, and the only thing I have in my area of the fridge at home is an expired bottle of milk and a sad jar of mustard."
"Eh," he says. "I've grown and matured and could look past some things."
He keeps working his way along my ankles and all the way up to my calves. He does such a good job at relaxing me, I'm practically a puddle of goo slipping between the cushions when he finally stops.
I'm just lying there, listening to the sound of explosions in the background when I hear a soft, "Hey."
I open my left eye, squinting against the light. Josh is holding a red envelope out to me.
I sit up and take it. "What's this?"
He smiles, gorgeous. "Open it up and find out."
I fold my legs under me, just a few inches away from him as I flip the envelope over. Some familiar Santa stickers decorate the back.
"When did you steal these?"
"They fell out of your purse the other day when you took your iPad out. I decided that finders were keepers."
I smile as I slide my finger along the top to rip it open. I pull out a cute card with a reindeer on it and when I open it up, a piece of paper falls out into my lap.
I open it up. Inside is a one-way ticket for a flight from LaGuardia to Austin Bergstrom on January 2nd.
It's a return ticket," he says as I blink through tears and attempt not to become a full-on blubbering mess. You love Christmas, and you love Connecticut and being with your family there."
Even though I can see where this is going, I ask anyway. "And how am I getting there?"
"Easy," he says when I look up at him, his eyes soft and smiley but his gaze intense. "You're coming with me."
About the Author:
Cassie Cross is a Maryland native and a romantic at heart, who lives outside of Baltimore with her two dogs and a closet full of shoes. Cassie's fondness for swoon-worthy men and strong women are the inspiration for most of her stories, and when she's not busy writing a book, you'll probably find her eating takeout and indulging in her love of 80's sitcoms.
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