My Favorite Holidate

by Lauren Blakely

Romance and I aren’t vodka and tonic. We’re orange juice and toothpaste.

I did pick it for a reason. This is my best suit, and I like to look nice. The fact that the meeting is with Fable has nothing to do with my selection. Fine. Maybe it has a little something to do with it. But it’s nothing I can’t handle. Or hide. Just like I’ve been doing for the last year or so.

I’m a scent girl. If a man takes the time to smell good, it says he cares. It says he tries. It says he doesn’t take things for granted.

I may not read romance novels, but I know plenty of fake dates turn into something more, and I won’t let that happen.

“And I’m a Leo.” “Yes, you definitely are,” I say. No sign has ever suited someone more.

Wilder: You owe me nothing. It’s my pleasure to treat you the way you deserve. Whether that means in private suites, on shopping sprees, or…desks.