All by My Elf (Under the Mistletoe Collection, #3)

by Olivia Dade

Also because it wasn’t some random guy’s fault that her hot-nerd colleague and crush of four months was currently huddled up close to her best friend in the last row of seats behind her as they whispered together about . . . something.

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Treater Training had covered puns. Also mandated their liberal use.

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“More like Ruthless.” “That woman is entirely without ruth,” Nina had agreed.

Nina didn’t feel betrayed. Just . . . sad. A little lonely, too,

William was with her best friend now.

a man who usually ran colder than she did was throwing off heat like the Mincemobile’s enormous engine.

Nina was so wide-freaking-awake at the moment, she might as well have been hooked up to an IV drip of Red Bull.

she thought she felt— Nah. A wallet, maybe. Something in h...

The man had her pegged. Unfortunately, not in the way she would have preferred.

“This semester, the prospect of staying a while longer didn’t seem quite so bad.” Because Claudia had arrived.

“You’re the sweetest, sexiest, most thoughtful man on this freaking planet, William, and I’ve wanted you from the moment Claudia and I first walked into that cubicle farm and saw you behind your desk, pushing your glasses up to the bridge of your nose while you read a journal article. You stood to greet us. Shook my hand and smiled at me. And your eyes . . .”

“They crinkled at the corners since you smile so often.”

“According to Claudia, even if I’d followed you around all day with a sign reading ‘Please accept my deep and abiding nerd-love, Nina,’ I couldn’t have been any more obvious about my feelings.”

Two or three years into their marriage, her ex-husband had become her roommate more than her lover.