Alyson Chase lives in Colorado. A former attorney, she happily ditched those suits and now works in her pajamas writing about men’s briefs instead of legal briefs. When she’s not writing, she’s probably engaged in one of her favorite hobbies: napping, eating, or martial arts. (That last one almost makes up for the first two, right?) She also writes humorous, small-town, contemporary romance novels under the name Allyson Charles and paranormal romance as A. Caprice.
The Christmas Tree
Sadie Wilson doesn’t think Christmas can get any worse. Her real estate staging business is going under, the house she inherited is a wreck, and she was just arrested for driving while texting. Then she learns that she’s sentenced to one week of community service decorating the town’s Christmas tree for the annual lighting ceremony – with the man whose truck she destroyed.
Colt McCoy has a contractor’s business to run. He doesn’t have time for forty hours of stringing tinsel, especially not with the uptight princess who totaled the truck his brother left to him. Between a Grinch stealing Christmas decorations, a father he just can’t please, and unwanted lessons on the art of tree decorating from the fastidious yet sexy Sadie, Colt is ready for this holiday to be over.
As Sadie and Colt work together, tempers flare…and sparks fly. This Christmas just might remind these two that the best gifts are found under The Christmas Tree.
Under The Christmas Tree
Sadie was only supposed to be in Pineville, Michigan for the day, to take care of her grandmother’s estate. Being sentenced to one week of community service decorating the town’s jinxed Christmas tree isn’t on her schedule.
Especially not when she’s been sentenced to work alongside the man who suffered hate-at-first-sight with her.
Colt doesn’t have time for some BS forced volunteer work, especially not with the nit-picking perfectionist who demolished his truck. Nothing he does is right according to her, from the way he strings the lights to how he hangs an ornament. The chick is driving him crazy with her totalitarian tree decorating rules.
Except…she’s actually sort of sweet. She’s got grit he can’t help but admire. And her love for Christmas might have him humming a carol or two in the shower.
Their week of community service is starting to look a whole lot more like a present than a punishment. But Sadie never intended to stay in Pineville. And if she goes, so does any chance for a merry Christmas.