Published by Avon on September 27th 2016
If she has her way ...
Willa Davis is wrangling puppies when Keane Winters stalks into her pet shop with frustration in his chocolate-brown eyes and a pink bedazzled cat carrier in his hand. He needs a kitty sitter, stat. But the last thing Willa needs is to rescue a guy who doesn’t even remember her ...
He’ll get nothing but coal in his stocking.
Saddled with his great-aunt’s Feline from Hell, Keane is desperate to leave her in someone else’s capable hands. But in spite of the fact that he’s sure he’s never seen the drop-dead-gorgeous pet shop owner before, she seems to be mad at him ...
Unless he tempers “naughty” with a special kind of nice ...
Willa can’t deny that Keane’s changed since high school: he’s less arrogant, for one thing—but can she trust him not to break her heart again? It’s time to throw a coin in the fountain, make a Christmas wish—and let the mistletoe do its work ...
October is here and even though we still have two big holidays to get through until Christmastime, it’s the time of year where everyone begins to get in the holiday spirit and to think about getting in the holiday spirit. I am one who loves Christmastime and even though it’s too early for me to start setting up the tree and hanging all the holly, I love when books put me in the holiday mood. The Trouble with Mistletoe did more than that for me though. With it’s stubborn red-head of a leading lady & handsome handyman leading man, it was sure to leave me wanting to cozy up next to the fireplace with my own leading man.
Willa has had a rough upbringing and now that she is on her own, she’s determined to help make up for it by helping her younger employees who remind her of her younger self. She’s the kind of person who lends a helping hand whenever needed, yet when it comes to being wanted by a handsome blast from the past, she’s left feeling unsteady and as if she isn’t worth it.
Keane grew up in a household that treated him as if he were only in the way. He claims he doesn’t get attached because no one was ever attached to him, but he’s the opposite, whether he likes to believe it or not. He is willing to help out a relative whom he hardly knows and to take care of a cat that he swears is the spawn of something evil. So when he finds himself getting attached to a certain redhead, he tries to keep it casual, but soon realizes that isn’t in the cards for him.
Willa and Keane go way back, actually. Yet Willa is the only one who recalls the heartbreaking moment when he stood her up for the sadie hawkins dance in high school. Once they get past that awkward hiccup, they soon find themselves fighting back the feelings they’ve both tried so hard to keep a bay.
I loved the way Willa treated her employees, friends, and the animals she worked with on a daily basis. Despite being in and out of the foster system, it’s obvious she has a heart of gold and is willing to help anyone who needs it. She’s someone to admire and you can tell that the younger characters with a similar background as hers, look up to her. Keane is mouthwatering hot. Any man that takes care of his great-aunt and her cat and wears a tool belt is hot in my book. And despite his parents obvious lack of attention to him when he was younger, he genuinely cares for them and wants to help them with their recents struggles. Willa and Keane go to show that despite whatever downfall of an upbringing one might have, you can turn out to be an upstanding person that others look up to and admire.
This Christmastime romance is sure to help get you ready for the upcoming holidays. It’s filled with a little heartbreak, but even more heartwarming romance and steamy scenes. 😉
Be sure to pick up your copy (and maybe some mistletoe and a tool belt while you’re at it)!
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“You want to come upstairs, Willa?”What she wanted was to put her hands back on his chest now that she knew it was as hard as it looked. Instead she gripped either side of her seat with white knuckles. “Of course not.”“I think you do. I think you want something else too.”“What I want,” she said as coolly as she could, “is dinner as promised.”“Liar,” he chided softly.“Well that’s just rude, calling your date a liar.”“So it is a date.” His tone was very male and very smug. It should’ve pissed her off but instead it did something hot and erotic to her insides.Clearly knowing it, he smiled at her and then dragged his teeth over his lower lip as he contemplated her.Gah. She wanted to do that. And she wanted to do more too. She wanted him shockingly badly and suddenly she couldn’t remember why she shouldn’t. She tried to access her thought processes on the subject but her brain hiccupped and froze. Which surely was the only reason she let go of the death grip on her seat, slid her fingers into his hair, and . . . brushed her mouth over his.
He didn’t move, not a single muscle, but when she pulled back, his eyes had gone dark as night, piercing her with their intensity.“Don’t read that the wrong way,” she whispered.“Is there a wrong way to take it when a beautiful woman kisses you?