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Do I want to kiss her? So much.
Does she want me to kiss her? I've never been so sure of anything.
Should I kiss her? Probably not.
I do not kiss girls with boyfriends.
But what about girls with fake boyfriends?
Oliver Finch Gordon is equal parts scowly with a touch of stormy broodiness, and charming with a touch of sweetness. A deadly combo. He pretends to hate my cookies while stealing them off the kitchen counter. He glares at the townspeople but helps Miss Charlotte with her leaky roof for free. All while wearing flannel, wielding a hammer, and making gifts with his own hands. Deadly to my freedoms indeed.
Who wouldn't fake a boyfriend to keep a guy like that from kissing you in front of two crackling fires while the world's best romcom plays in the background?
No? That's just me? Super.
She's faking a boyfriend to keep her distance. That should be all the red flags I need. I've had my fill of changeable women. But what I can't figure out is that if she's so against relationships, why does she keep feeding me cookies and dinner, forcing me to watch holiday chick flicks, and fitting so perfectly into my arms?
I guess it's normal for a woman to avoid relationships with men they're attracted to and enjoy being with.
No? That's just Sabrina? Great.
When the mistletoe pops up all over town, and a dying man makes a final request, priorities will refocus. The mistletoe always wins. But will it win too late?
Need some holiday cheer? Let Sabrina bake you some Christmas cookies and listen to Grinch Charming grumble his way into your heart. And hers.
Also by Clover Clements:
Legend Says, We Kiss
Legend Says, We Make Up
Legend Says, My Crush is Foreign
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