If You Give A Jerk A Gingerbread (Reindeer Falls, #2)

by Jana Aston

The Great Gingerbread Bake-Off

I know what my version of heaven looks like now. It's this guy eating one of my cookies.

There's something about him on camera that causes your heart to beat a little faster. In person? He might give me a heart attack.

Sweet Pillsbury Doughboy, this is my idea of porn. Keller James sitting before me, praising my baking. If my bakery plan falls apart I know what my next venture will be. Bakery porn.

He's been quite friendly, I suppose. Unless he really is trying to get into my recipe box instead of my... well, you know. Tall, dark and handsome... jackal.

"I'm fairly certain that the only thing I'd enjoy more than bantering with you is kissing you."

Comparison is the thief of joy, and this is my dream. Just because my dreams are smaller in nature doesn't make them any less important or valid.

with. But clearly, I didn't think this through. Because he looks like Santa's gift to single women and I look like a package left on the front porch in the snow.

"Nothing about December is practical, Gingersnap. December is when magic takes over. Embrace it."

"It’s Christmas, Ginger, and anything is possible at Christmas. Have a little faith in the magic."