Alexa Riley - His Christmas Cookie.pdf Info

"Silas! You can't be back here," Noelle squeaked, wiping her hands on her apron. "Health codes. And... and I’m a mess."

He walked toward her, his large frame making the bakery kitchen feel tiny. When he reached her, he didn't pick up a spatula. Instead, he reached out and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his thumb lingering on her jaw. Alexa Riley - His Christmas Cookie.pdf

The story highlights themes of romance and holiday spirit. Different tropes or settings can be explored if another story is desired. "Silas

Silas leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, tasting like sugar and pure intent. "I know exactly what I want for Christmas. And she’s standing right in front of me." Instead, he reached out and tucked a stray

Noelle’s heart did a somersault. "You’re very bossy for a man who doesn't know how to use a rolling pin."

"I saw the lights on late," he murmured. "I’m not letting you spend Christmas Eve working yourself to the bone alone." "It’s my job, Silas. I have to finish."