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One Jingle or Two
One Jingle or Two
One Jingle or Two
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Breast cancer survivor, Alora Kingsley is fierce and brave…a warrior by all accounts. Then why does she feel like the only thing people see is her missing boob? So, when Nate Ward shows up at her door with his eyes all but falling out of their sockets, she slams the door in his face. Too bad he’s the blind date her best friend set her up with—and the hottest thing walking the cobblestones of Cape Van Buren.


Nathaniel Ward makes no mistake when it comes to love. It’s not for him. Not with the illness in his family genetics, but when his well-meaning best friend sets him up with a sexy, firecracker, she challenges him in all the best ways. Facing what he believes about love becomes a bigger challenge than the Jingle Balls ball he’s organizing to raise money for the Testicular Cancer Awareness Foundation.


The most ridiculous blind date in history soon becomes the perfect answer to a very important question: One Jingle…or two?


*From the USA Today Bestselling anthology Jingle Balls!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMK Meredith
Release dateDec 15, 2020
ISBN9781735886954
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    Chapter 1

    With the phone smashed between her ear and her shoulder, Alora Kingsley shoved the donut between her teeth, ignoring the crumbs of dried glaze that fell to her shirt, then looped two more donuts on the fingers of one hand and grabbed her coffee cup with the other. Navigating her way around the sprawled forms of her three opportunistic dogs sunbathing in front of the three large windows of her apartment, she wished she could switch places. Sleeping all day and belly rubs seemed like a good gig—if only it didn’t have to include licking herself.

    But then again, that’s what Maxine Van Buren would call a self-care opportunity.

    Maxine practically ran the town of Cape Van Buren, much to her judge-husband’s chagrin, people wanted her moonshine and advice like they wanted Girl Scouts cookies. No one ever said no, and they could never get away with just one. And with Maxine living in the apartment upstairs, the woman was way too close for comfort at times.

    With a groan, Alora sank to the couch, setting her cup and donuts on the coffee table in front of her just in time to catch the one falling from her mouth. She talked while she chewed, wiping her chin with the palm of her hand. You should have heard the nutless prick, Sage. He kept going on and on about transparency and equal visibility, completely missing the point that Eclectic Finds is offering the largest donation the Cape’s TCAF had ever seen. What’s the big deal anyway? Blayne is trying to give back to the community—the least the foundation can do is feature us at the Jingle Balls ball.

    Her cousin’s chuckle sounded from her cell’s speaker. You said ball. Sage was a successful comic artist for The Van Buren Tribune and had the humor of a twelve your old boy. She and her fiancé met through a tumultuous partnership that led to the digitizing of Sage’s grandfather Horace’s newspaper, and now that they were happy, they wanted everyone else romantically happy too.

    Alora shoved the rest of her donut into her mouth on a smile, washing it down with her coffee. Snapping her fingers, she chastised, Focus, woman! I need to figure this out. He’s a complete ass, and I promised Blayne. Besides, I’d really love it if just one damn thing could go right this year.

    It will. Forget about Adam MacKenzie. He was a player. In my opinion, you had the perfect relationship with him. Fairly easy, decent sexy, and over before you could get too attached.

    Alora frowned. She’d actually really liked Adam, or at least she thought she did? It’s not just Adam but more…why he left.

    Silence followed for a moment, and Alora filled it with another bite of her second donut.

    I understand. I don’t know how to make you feel better. He was an asshole.

    No, Alora said, I mean, yes, but it’s also very common. Absentmindedly, she trailed her fingers down the left side of her chest, over the flat nothingness that used to be a breast. It was a numb, barely-there sensation that seemed less real if she didn’t look at it. A unilateral mastectomy that had trouble healing meant delaying reconstruction for a year to increase her chances of healing. And the resulting asymmetry was apparently something Adam couldn’t handle.

    With a groan, she flopped back against the couch. Why did I let you and Parker talk me into this blind date?

    Sage squealed with excitement. You’ll see. We’re brilliant really. Also…I worry about you. You haven’t even tried to put yourself back out there. Speaking of blind date, won’t he be there soon?

    The doorbell rang just as Alora took a sip of her coffee, making her flinch. Shit! Shit! Coffee spilled down her nude second-skin camisole.

    I’ve got to go. Clicking her phone off, she dried her hands on her boxers and made her way to the door. Keeping track of time was not her forte. Damn it. She wasn’t ready for this. In more ways than one.

    Yanking the door open,

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