Only Santas in the Building (Under the Mistletoe Collection, #5)

by Alexis Daria

“Not that part. Afterward. When I tried to ask you out.” Shock colors my tone. “You did?” “I started to say, If you want coffee, but you cut me off.” I slap my forehead. “And I said, I only drink tea. Shit! I thought you meant, like, if I wanted a coffee right at that moment. Or maybe you were about to recommend a café in the neighborhood. Not like, did I want a date with you.”

My husband and i’s dating origin story