The Wrong Holidate

<p class=ql-align-center><strong><em>When wrong feels oh so right...</em></strong></p><p><br></p><p>Ben</p><p><br></p><p>F-boy. Player. Frat Bro.</p><p><br></p><p>If you looked those up in the dictionary you'd definitely see my picture. In college I thrived on the stereotype relishing every wild moment. After graduation I put my playboy days behind me and focusing solely on building my business. That is until Lainey Langford walks into my bar.</p><p><br></p><p>Meeting Lainey reminds me of my long-buried desire to be a one-woman man-and I want her to be that woman. But convincing Lainey I'm playing for keeps won't be easy. Can she see beyond my reckless past and the awkward fact that her mom is dating my dad?</p><p><br></p><p>Lainey</p><p><br></p><p>My new job title: Holidater. Yep I'm dating for work hoping that my Holidating in the City assignment will finally break me out of a years-long career slump. But everything goes sideways when my mom's date has a heart attack on New Year's Eve and I have to track down his son before it's too late.</p><p><br></p><p>Enter Ben Kelley. Gorgeous. Charming. Trouble.</p><p><br></p><p>One false-alarm heart attack and midnight kiss later Ben and I begin texting. Soon he's hijacking my holidates with his flirty smiles scorching looks and irresistible touches. I've seen men like him play my mom all my life and got played myself so I don't date F-boys-even reformed ones.</p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>After years of constantly making the wrong decisions I'm determined to protect my heart and my mom's relationship at all costs. Yet Ben is breaking down my walls one holiday at a time and I'm starting to think he's not the wrong holidate after all. He just might be the only one who's right.</span></p><p><br></p>