Santa Loves Curvy Girls
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Everyone knows that if you want a Christmas wish to come true, you go to Garland, Maine, and make a wish as the star is placed on top of the tree in Cider Center.
And this year, I made an impossible wish–that all of my friends and I would fall in love before the holiday was over.
The only problem? No guy at school has ever even looked my way long enough to be interested in me.
Now I’m worried this might be my first Christmas wish that won’t come true... Until I start working in Santa’s workshop. And Santa?
He’s not a pudgy, hairy old man.
He’s a hottie in a red suit with captivating blue eyes, a stunning sense of humor, and a smile that makes me melt like a snowman in March. Unfortunately, the other Garland tradition is that no one can know Santa’s true identity.
I’m falling for him, but if he tells me who he really is, he’ll break the most sacred tradition in Garland. And without knowing him, this relationship will never be more than a winter fling.
How can my wish come true when I’ll never know who Santa really is?
