The Boss Who Stole Christmas (Reindeer Falls #1)
Release Date: November 7th
Please bring me a new boss for Christmas. Mine is the worst. The worst, hidden in a six foot tall package of male perfection. It’d be easier if he looked like an old Scrooge, wouldn’t it?
Nick Saint-Croix doesn’t look like an old scrooge. He’s hot as-
Um, never mind. Just bring me a new boss. Please.
“What on earth are you doing?”
I’ve got an assortment of cardboard pieces, tape, glue, markers, pictures cut from magazines along with a pile of individually wrapped chocolates spread across the table. “Remaking my Advent calendar because Nick is stealing an entire week of Christmas from me.”
“You get that Christmas is just the one day, right?” Noel asks.
“I’m gonna tell Mom you said that. Someone’s getting coal in her stocking this year,” I tease while tossing an empty candy wrapper at her head.
“Anyway,” Noel says slowly, staring at my calendar as if I’m unhinged. “Are you coming down with the flu? Running a fever?” Noel is the oldest. She’s not real impressed with baking or homemade craft projects.
“I wish, then I wouldn’t have to go on this trip with Nick,” I grumble as Noel continues to stare at the mess on the table while Ginger has a conversation with herself about the temperature of butter. “It’s a custom Advent calendar,” I explain. “For every day in December that I have to see Nick I get a treat.”
“Uh-huh,” Noel murmurs, her face unimpressed.
“As you can see” – I gesture toward my hodgepodge of a calendar – “doors nine through thirteen don’t exist because I was supposed to have a glorious Nick-free week, but now that I’m stuck going to Germany with him I’ve got to add those dates back to the calendar.” This Nick reward system is really nice. I’d consider expanding it to the rest of the year but I don’t think eating a chocolate for every day he annoys me would be good for my waistline.
“I think you should just sleep with him and get it over with,” Ginger announces from her place at the kitchen counter. I turn red and Noel smirks.
“You’re my new favorite sister,” Noel tells Ginger grinning from ear to ear.
“Hey!” I hate it when they gang up on me, which they always do. I’m the middle sister, it comes with the territory.
“Let’s fill doors nine through thirteen with condoms,” Noel suggests.
“Yeah! Get a room with your hot boss already.”
“It’s not like that!” I protest. “It’s strictly professional. I don’t like him. he doesn’t like me. There’s no liking!”
About the Author
Jana Aston likes cats, big coffee cups and books about billionaires who deflower virgins. She wrote her debut novel while fielding customer service calls about electrical bills, and she’s ever grateful for the fictional gynecologist in Wrong that readers embraced so much she was able to make working in her pajamas a reality. Jana’s novels have appeared on the NYT, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists, some multiple times. She likes multiples.