Alexa Riley - His Christmas Cookie.pdf «PLUS – WORKFLOW»

"I saw the lights on late," he murmured. "I’m not letting you spend Christmas Eve working yourself to the bone alone." "It’s my job, Silas. I have to finish."

He walked toward her, his large frame making the bakery kitchen feel tiny. When he reached her, he didn't pick up a spatula. Instead, he reached out and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his thumb lingering on her jaw. Alexa Riley - His Christmas Cookie.pdf

The story highlights themes of romance and holiday spirit. Different tropes or settings can be explored if another story is desired. "I saw the lights on late," he murmured

Silas didn't move. He just looked at her with an intensity that made the industrial ovens feel cold. "I don't care about the codes, and you’re the most beautiful thing in this room. Even covered in frosting." When he reached her, he didn't pick up a spatula