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

by Jana Aston

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

This is quite the vehicle, Gingersnap." I fight a smile at his calling me Gingersnap, loving it more than I want to admit. Keller James just gave me a nickname and it's about a million times better than the time Santa brought me a bike.

Gingersnap is so cute omfg

"Well, a pedicure sounds lovely, but it's December so it hardly seems practical." "Nothing about December is practical, Gingersnap. December is when magic takes over. Embrace it."

"I don't want someone easier. I want you. Besides, you like me too. You feel this between us. I know you do. The energy. The pull. The magic."

“You're distracting me." "What am I distracting you from?" He dips his head lower, our foreheads barely touching as he waits for me to respond. "My life." "Maybe if I was in your life I wouldn't be distracting you from it."

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

"Sorry." I shrug. "I'm adorable. Chronically adorable. I don't even own any sexy pajamas that I could slip into to seduce you. I own a red bra, but I don't have any matching underwear so it'd be a red bra and these flannel reindeer pajama bottoms, which no-one really wants to see together, I don't think. Or I could put on the red bra and a pair of cotton underwear with candy canes printed all over them. But they don't really match."