My Orc Mistletoe Mistake
A New Year’s Eve wedding! How romantic! Now I just need to make it to the 31st…
After losing both my boyfriend and the company we co-owned on the west coast, I figure a little escape to Eastshore Isle–and planning my little sister’s wedding to a freaking billionaire–will be just the distraction I need. Of course, my little chaos demon self doesn’t need any help in the distraction departm–oh look! A squirrel!
But it turns out I’m not the only one planning this wedding…the groom’s incredibly competent, unbelievable schmexy assistant has been tasked with making sure the ceremony reflects orcish customs as well. And I find myself partnered up with a guy I need to treat professionally, instead of jumping his bones.
It’s hard, okay? (Imagine me winking.)
And then, in the name of advancing human-orc relations, I take part in an adorable holiday tradition where I accidentally make out with Sylvik beneath the mistletoe…and everything changes. I just don’t know if it’s for better or worse….
This feel-good, low-angst, high-heat cozy romcom features the following tropes: holiday traditions, teamwork makes the dreamwork, opposites attract, adorable small-town (of course), lots of humor, lots of heat!
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