New Release ~ Dashing Through The Snow

Wynn Murphy has been in love with Zane Anders since the day she laid eyes on him. But just when she begins to hope their casual relationship might turn into something more, a misunderstanding pushes her away.

At first sight, charming and handsome, ad executive, Zane Anders has been secretly infatuated with bake shop cutie, Wynn Murphy. This Christmas, he’s determined to tell her.

Join Wynn and Zane in this delightful holiday novelette as Zane goes dashing through the snow in an effort to capture Wynn’s heart.

15,400 words

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“Here you go, Mrs. Petrie. I double-taped the box as you like, so it stays nice and fresh.” Wynn blew a wisp of brown hair out of her face.

The flabby skin of Mrs. Petrie’s jowls pulled inward as she pursed her lips. “Did you dust it with extra coconut on top like I requested?” Her voice was indignant like always—well, ever since the one time Wynn forgot to dust the cake with a pound of coconut.

“It’s a triple coconut cake. How much more coconut could she possibly want,” Gemma hissed under her breath.

Wynn willed herself to maintain her smile. It was as stiff as plaster, but nevertheless, a smile all the same. “Sure did,” she said, in a syrupy tone.

“Okay, then.” Mrs. Petrie nodded her big round head. Her double chin
jiggled and her feathery blond hair moved like peep down. She paid Wynn and
left the bakery without saying another word.

Wynn turned to Gemma—her best friend, not necessarily her best worker—who leaned back on the counter, sipping a cup of coffee. “Okay, r-e-l-a-x. That’s it, remove the psycho killer smile,” Gemma said, coaching Wynn as the smile she cemented across her face morphed into a half grimace.

Wynn opened and closed her mouth, unscrewing the tight muscles, before
taking a deep breath. The chime on the door rang again, as it had all
morning—typical of the holiday season. With Christmas only two weeks away,
business was only bound to pick up.

Turning, Wynn pushed her sandy hair off her shoulders and smiled at the
next customer. “Can I help you?”

The woman standing before her held one toddler on her hip while she clasped another one’s hand. “Can I get a dozen chocolate chip cookies and a large
coffee?” The toddler in her arms reached for the dangling crystals on Wynn’s tiered cupcake holder, forcing a continuous game of cat and mouse with her mother who had to move her hand away repeatedly.

Wynn smiled at the woman, whose eyes were red-rimmed. They held a hint
of shadow beneath them, not quite concealed by her makeup, further exemplifying her exhaustion. Wynn turned to Gemma just as the two children started whining, and the mother sighed.

“Gem, can you make it a dozen with two to go?”

“Now? I’m taking my break.” Below choppy, black bangs, Gemma blinked.

“When aren’t you taking a break?” Wynn stared at Gemma until she sighed
and set her cup down, exaggerating the gesture to emphasize the inconvenience
of actually working. Wynn smirked, retrieving the woman’s coffee. The boxed
cookies, with two wrapped in wax paper, were waiting for her when she returned to the counter.

“Here you go. Take these for the road.” Wynn handed each toddler a cookie, instantly ceasing their complaints the second they put the treat to their lips.

“Thank you.” The mother’s eyes shined with gratitude, and the reverence in her voice was almost amusing. She paid and took the box of cookies and coffee Wynn offered, then ushered the now happy children outside.

Wynn glanced at the platters, cake holders, and tiered trays—everything made of crystal, glass, or silver, a stark contrast to the gleaming black counters and creamy walls. Already, the crowd had nearly cleaned her out, making her glad she prepared extra pastries that morning.  The increase in sales didn’t surprise her though. It was a direct reflection of the influx of holiday shoppers.

The door buzzed again, but this time, when Wynn glanced up, she froze. He paused in the doorway and flashed Wynn one of those weak-in-the-knees, killer grins. Behind her, Gemma sucked in a sharp breath before scurrying to her side.

“It’s him,” Gemma whispered to her. Her straight, black hair brushed the side of Wynn’s face. And as if Wynn’s eyes and her announcement weren’t enough, Gemma jabbed Wynn in the ribs for good measure.

It amazed her how alert and fast Gemma could move when truly motivated
by a gorgeous piece of man flesh.

“I can’t stand the sexual tension anymore. You two have been drooling over each other for five years. Ask him out. Come on…” Gemma nudged her.

Turning, Wynn shot her a warning glare and rubbed her throbbing side. “No.”

“Don’t be such a wimp.”

“I’m not asking him out.” Wynn said, eyes wide.


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