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Lesson one: Don’t ask a stranger for dating advice while drunk. Lesson two: Don’t fall for your dating coach. Lesson three: Oops. My dating life is a disaster. Getting stood up at a bar was far from how I envisioned my night. But when the brooding yet incredibly hot bartender, Mark, keeps pouring me drink after drink, things take an unexpected turn. After a drunken dance and a broken glass, I find myself asking him to become my dating coach. Mark is completely wrong for me. He's grumpy, a Christmas scrooge, and adamant that he doesn’t want a relationship. He’s only supposed to be helping me navigate the dating world. But what begins as “just friends” quickly becomes nights of ice skating, baking cookies, and late-night conversations that make my heart flutter. The more time we spend together, the more the chemistry between us crackles. And I start to wonder if maybe... Mark might be exactly what I’ve been looking for all along.
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I read this in one day!! I couldn't put it down!
So cute, so adorable! Holly is just a piece of marshmallow that I want to hug and Mark a fresh baked chocolate cookie, hard on the outside and gooey on the inside!(if you read it, you know!!)