Dubbed the “Michelangelo of dirty talk,” by Entertainment Weekly, Tessa writes with spice, spirit, swoon and a guaranteed happily ever after. She lives on Long Island avoiding the sun and social interactions, then wonders why no one has called. New York Times Bestselling author Tessa Bailey can solve all problems except for her own, so she focuses those efforts on stubborn, fictional blue collar men and loyal, lovable heroines. I’ll try and remember I’m just window shopping. I’ll put my heart and soul into dressing his holiday windows.Īnd when we lose the battle with temptation, I know an opportunity when I see one and I have to make it last. Now I’m working for that man, trying to ignore that he’s hot.īut as a down-on-her-luck girl with a difficult past, He asks for a better idea with a twinkle in his eye.ĭid I know he owned the place? No. It’s a tragedy in tinsel, I say, unable to lie. When a charming man named Aiden asks my opinion of the décor.
I’m standing alone in front of the famous Vivant department store, Shop windows are decorated in red and green satin. Two weeks before Christmas and all through Manhattan,
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