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A Holiday (or Two) to Remember

A Holiday (or Two) to Remember

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A Holiday (or Two) to Remember

71 pages
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Aug 10, 2020


In order to climb Mauna Kea, Grace needs to work on her endurance. Like, a lot. So what better place to do that than her neighborhood gym?

Unfortunately there's a not-so-small problem standing, or rather sitting, in her way.

A problem in the shape of one of the hottest guys Grace has ever seen. He's got abs, arms, and the scariest resting murder face this side of the Terminator. Everyone in the gym avoids him. Do they know something she doesn't? But unless she wants to face the snow and ice-filled Brooklyn streets, the only treadmill is right... next... to... him!

Is Grace woman enough to overcome her trepidations? And is her new gym partner secretly an assassin in disguise?

This steamy romantic comedy features a self-confident heroine with curves, a complete cinnamon roll, lots of unusual holidays, and a HEA.

Aug 10, 2020

About the author

Christina Rose Andrews is actually two friends, Lark and Rose, writing underneath one penname.  A native of Colorado, Lark currently lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan. She is the mother to three fur babies: London, Shikamaru, and Pazu. She has an adorable godson and several very neglected plants. She graduated from East Grand Rapids High School. While at Central Michigan University, she initially studied Education and even made it to student teaching before realizing the career wasn’t for her. She graduated with a degree in “Do you want fries with that?” otherwise known as History and Earth Science. She’s a bit of Jack of all Trades, which is oddly useful when it comes to writing and gives her several real life analogues for characters and plots. In her spare time, she likes to help put on large fandom conventions and hang out with family and friends.  Rose is a New Yorker through and through. She is the proud parent of a well-mannered potted plant and the aunt to an adorable set of twins and a cute pit bull puppy. While most of her family went to Harvard, she bucked tradition and went to Haverford, where she received a degree in “How to be a Cult Leader” aka Religion and Psychology. After graduating, she pursued a master’s degree in Library Science at Pratt Institute. Currently, she works as a librarian in the suburbs of New York City. When she’s not on the train to work, she likes to read, play video games, and have tea. Because TEA!!! Lark and Rose met in an online writing community in 2009 and promptly had an argument.  After that, it was a long slippery slope into co-authorship.  They chose to write cross-cultural romance since it was something close to their hearts and it was damn near impossible to find stories featuring characters they wanted to see.  Both Lark and Rose are proponents for destigmatizing mental health, solving problems through conversation and listening, and creating real characters -- not caricatures.   ​They have presented at internationally recognized events.

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A Holiday (or Two) to Remember - Christina Rose Andrews



Christina Rose Andrews

Copyright © 2019 RoseLark Publishing

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All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


Welcome to A Holiday (or Two) to Remember!

Thank you for taking the time to read this. We’ve got some important information for you that we hope you’ll take the time to read.

We want this story to be accessible for as many readers as possible. To that end, we will be listing the heat rating, pairing type, and if there are any major triggers. While we have done our best to list those triggers, we know that there is no all inclusive list. If you have a trigger and would like to know if this story contains your trigger, please reach out to us at rlp@roselarkauthor.com.

Every publisher has their own heat guide; it can be a little confusing to keep them all straight. In order to keep things sex-positive and non-judgmental (in either direction) we’ve based our guide on the Scoville scale for judging peppers. For our full heat rating guide, go here or to the end of this book.


RoseLark Publishing

Heat Rating: 3.5

Relationship Type: M/F 

Major Trigger Warnings: None

In order to climb Mauna Kea, Grace needs to work on her endurance. What better place to do that than her neighborhood gym? Unfortunately there’s a not-so-small problem. A problem in the shape of one of the hottest guys Grace has ever seen. He’s got abs, arms, and the scariest resting murder face this side of the Terminator. Is Grace woman enough to overcome her trepidations? And is her new gym partner secretly an assassin in disguise?


January 2

What the heck had she been thinking when she’d decided to start her ‘Climb Mauna Kea without passing out’ workout routine right after New Year’s?

It was dumb. It was stupid.

It’s freaking inconvenient, Grace thought, staring at the not quite literal wall of sweaty humanity grunting and groaning at her nearby gym, Hawk’s.

She wanted a treadmill. Ideally one that wasn’t occupied, which was looking less and less likely. She wanted to avoid walking in the snow and ice of Brooklyn in January. She wanted to be able to climb five flights of stairs without becoming winded. She wanted to know why she couldn’t just say no to her sister Hope when she floated her plans for her post-graduation trip.

What are you looking for? a literal mountain of a Black man who looked remarkably like the Old Spice Guy asked her from behind the front desk. Yay, customer service! He’d obviously noticed her looking around the gym desperately. 

Sanity? she responded while flashing her brand new membership card.

Chuckling, the man gave it a cursory look. You won’t find that here.

I didn’t think so, She gave a half-shrug. But it was worth a check. I don’t suppose you have a treadmill, she said, even as she counted three, all occupied. Unlike most of the larger gyms she’d seen, Hawk’s didn’t have a row of cardio machines in one spot and the weight machines in another. Instead, everything was scattered around the gym with little rhyme or reason.

Old Spice Man looked at her, then back at the full gym, then back at her. I got one.

Great. One’s all I need! I’ll take it.

You aren’t gonna want it. While the tone was flat, there was a twinkle of amusement in the guy’s eye.

He was testing her! The bastard. Well, she’d show him. Grace Anne O’Leary never backed down from a fight. Even when she probably should… like now. Bold of you to assume so.

Okay. He held up his hands in surrender. You’re right. I’m out of line. It’s just, the last three people who used that treadmill left after less than fifteen minutes, and I haven’t seen them since.

She pushed the little voice in her head screaming at her to ask why to the side. She had a point to make. She wasn’t going to let a little thing like common sense get in her way. I’m wearing my big girl panties. I’ll be fine. She was too! Cute pink panties that didn’t show off a panty line under her black leggings and oversized gray t-shirt. Along with two sports bras—a necessity with her huge tracts of land—a pair of socks with purple pom-poms on them, and white sneakers with purple accents that matched the

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