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

by Alexis Daria

“Evie, if he doesn’t like you at your worst, he doesn’t deserve you at your best.”

It’s the moment when the girl in the teen rom-com abandons her glasses and ponytail and descends the stairs in all her prom-ready glory. It’s the moment when her high school crush finally sees her for the beautiful twenty-six-year-old actress that she is.

“Oh, no. Did he pass away?” I infuse my voice with an appropriate amount of horror and sympathy, but I mostly want to know whether he died in my apartment. “Nothing like that. He moved to Florida.” Mr. Barnes shudders. “A worse fate I cannot imagine. And I say this as someone who was born in Jacksonville.

I was born in Jacksonville!

“Nothing wrong with weird.”

“You are exquisite,” he whispers.

“Merry Christmas, beautiful.”