My Phony Valentine (Holidays with Hart, #1)

by Courtney Walsh

“This isn’t a car, Dallas, this is a mansion on wheels. Why do we need all these bells and whistles in a vehicle?”

My method tends to be more open mouth, say stuff.

Thank you for Gram, and I pray that you convict her about her poor interpersonal skills.”

“She does,” he says. “And your food is fantastic.” I mime a little curtsy as I turn away from the cooler. “Thank you. And I love your use of the word ‘fantastic,’” I say. “A very underused adjective.”

“You are determined to turn me into Julia Roberts, aren’t you?”