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This Christmas: Destination, Love, #3
This Christmas: Destination, Love, #3
This Christmas: Destination, Love, #3
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This Christmas: Destination, Love, #3

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Festive attire and fake smile for Christmas Eve? Check.
Lusting after the stranger in the pew next to you? Wait…
Sweet, sexy kisses in the falling snow? Check. Plus.

This Christmas, Mollie Embry feels like a misfit toy. When her parents announced their divorce over Thanksgiving leftovers, it rocked the foundation of her life—even though she's almost thirty, not six. By refusing to take sides, she finds herself with nowhere to go for the holidays. Which is fine by her because the magic of the season has lost its sparkle.

Reluctantly, Mollie agrees to join her best friend's little family celebration—it's better than spending Christmas alone. But when their party grows by an unexpected number at the candlelight Christmas Eve service, it's a blast from the past who just might be able to help her put the spark back in the season of love.

This Christmas first appeared in the One Week in December anthology and is a stand-alone short story.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 4, 2018
ISBN9781386484219
This Christmas: Destination, Love, #3

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    This Christmas - Alexandra Haughton

    This Christmas

    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors’ imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.


    A version of this book first appeared in the One Week in December anthology.


    This Christmas Copyright © 2015 by Alexandra Haughton


    All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means. For information regarding subsidiary rights, please contact the Author.


    Cover Design by Romanced by the Cover


    Manufactured in the United States of America

    First Edition October 2017

    Second Edition October 2021

    Contents

    This Christmas

    Acknowledgments

    Also by Alexandra Haughton

    About the Author

    Excerpt from Blue Christmas…

    This Christmas

    So this was Christmas.

    That’s what the calendar said, what the stores had been saying for months with a never-ending procession of green, red, and silver and gold doodads. Plus, she was in a chapel festooned with poinsettias and boughs of holly. So it had to be Christmas.

    It didn’t feel like Christmas.

    Mollie had dressed with festive care, though. No need to further upset the universe—or her hostess—with a flagrant disregard for the season. But inside? She was a batch of fudge left too long on the stovetop. The muddy snow lingering on the edge of the sidewalk.

    The blob of baby drool on her dove grey cashmere cardigan.

    Oh, honey. Are you sure you don’t want me to take her? A burp cloth was shoved in her direction a few minutes too late. Though it looked nothing like a burp cloth—it coordinated with the checked, embroidered dress her goddaughter was wearing. Right down to the smocked border. Made so much more sense for baby Lena to be wearing that particular style; Mollie had always thought Trey looked like Little Lord Fauntleroy in those twee little ensembles.

    Mollie waved off her best friend and dabbed at the slime even though it felt a little blasphemous to wipe up baby spit with a cloth that was so fancy. How Caroline stayed caught up on laundry was a mystery. How she kept the fancy pieces so clean—and her own clothes!—was the true Christmas miracle.

    But they were in the south. In the years since Mollie had moved her Yankee butt below the Mason-Dixon, she had witnessed several such miracles. But they never came knocking on her sturdy Midwestern heart.

    Nope. She gave up on the sweater and snuggled the infant a little closer. Gotta earn my keep if I’m to have a seat at the Great Walker Holiday Dinner tomorrow.

    Girl, you promised to help Phil with the t-r-a-i-n setup tonight. That’s enough to earn you a permanent place in my heart much less an extra helping of my famous au gratin potatoes.

    Mm-hmm. Promises, promises. Really, it was a small price to pay, pushing aside her recent Scrooge-like leanings and helping out with the more traditional aspects of the holiday. Plus, feeling like the odd-man out in her friend’s sweet family Christmas

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