Holiday Playbook--A Christmas workplace romance by Yahrah St. John

Author:Yahrah St. John
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2021-09-14T19:37:19+00:00

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Exiting the limo, Giana and Wynn were greeted by flashing lights and a crowd of reporters. She caught a couple of “who are you wearing tonight” questions, but the majority were “how long have you and Wynn been a couple?” and “when did you start dating?”

“No comment.” Wynn politely waved aside the questions, then took her hand.

Their plan was to give an exclusive to one of the more reputable magazines, but first they had to get through tonight. Giana was pleased when the event coordinator came forward and told her everything was going smoothly. “Thank you, Clarissa. The place looks marvelous. It has just the right amount of Christmas spirit.”

There were wreaths on the walls and garlands decorated with twigs, winterberry and silvery pine cones swathing the doors. Red and white paper bells hung down from the ceiling, and an enormous Christmas tree held a cascade of colorful ornaments.

“Are my parents here yet?” Giana asked.

“They’re with the Whitmores,” Clarissa responded. “I believe your mother is trying to get her to increase her donation.”

“If anyone can, it’s my mother. Thank you.” Giana touched the older woman’s shoulder and glanced up at Wynn. “Are you ready?”

“No time like the present.” He took her hand and they walked over to her parents as Doug and Malorie Whitmore were leaving.

“Good evening.” Giana smiled as she approached her parents. She caught the surprised look in her father’s eye at her choice of companion. “Daddy, I believe you know Wynn, but Mama, you haven’t met. Allow me to introduce you to Wynn Starks.”

“Wynn Starks of Starks Inc.?” her mother inquired with a raised brow.

“One and the same, ma’am,” Wynn replied.

“Well, well.” Her mother smiled from ear to ear. “Wonders never cease. Come, young man.” She circled her arm through Wynn’s. “Tell me more about yourself.”

Wynn glanced at Giana, and she shrugged. He would either sink or swim, but Giana was certain he would swim.

Once they’d gone, her father turned to her. “Starks, huh? I didn’t know you were so well acquainted.”

“We are. Care for a drink, Daddy?”

“I’ll have some of the bourbon you’ve been prone to drinking lately.”

Giana smiled and signaled to a waiter. “C’mon, Daddy. I know you have something to say.”

“Damn right,” he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her aside so they couldn’t be overheard. “How long have you been in bed with Starks?”

“Daddy!” Giana flushed.

“I didn’t mean literally, but clearly I’m on to something.”

“I’m not going to dignify that with a response.”

“You don’t have to.” Her father glanced over at Wynn, who appeared to be regaling her mother with a story, because Giana could hear her laughter all the way across the room. Wynn really could charm the socks off any woman when he wanted to.

“I thought you wanted to focus on your career and not get bogged down,” her father continued.

“We’re dating, Daddy.”

His thick, bushy eyebrows rose in question. “I don’t think so, baby girl. That man—” he inclined his head “—is the kind of man you marry. He’s going to want a house full of children and you flat on your back.

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