SECRET SANTA IBD

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PresleyI canâÇÖt go anywhere without someone asking if IâÇÖm the brother ofátheáBeckett Murray. Yes, I am. The middle brother. As a swimmer IâÇÖm reminded constantly that I was never good enough to make the Olympic cut. My new job in Texas couldnâÇÖt have come at a better time. Finally, IâÇÖll be able to make my mark on the swimming world as a coach for a Big 12 University.My landlady asks me to take part in some kind of auction which I have zero time to take part in. When I try to politely decline, I somehow get sucked into a Secret Santa exchange with the other residents of Fitzpatrick Place. The woman I get? A sinfully curvy woman named Priscilla who owns a kitschy diner on the edge of town. IâÇÖll play along for the entire week of gift-giving and merriment, but I need to show the university that while IâÇÖm not my brother, IâÇÖm equally skilled in the pool. I canâÇÖt afford any distractions. So why canâÇÖt I stop thinking of her smile, the way she sings along to the jukebox when she thinks no one is paying attention, or how sexy she looks in those unassuming fifties dresses?PriscillaIâÇÖve lived in Fitzpatrick Place ever since I moved back home. Had it been risky overhauling my momâÇÖs greasy spoon to a fifties-inspired, Elvis-themed diner? Maybe. But from the moment I stepped into myáblue suede shoesáfive years ago, IâÇÖd yet to slow down.Fitzy exhausted herself trying to play matchmaker for me. I just didnâÇÖt have time. That diner was my whole life. I reluctantly agreed to be part of the buildingâÇÖs Secret Santa, getting some new guy in D3 who was practically a ghost. He would get some cute gifts from me but I had no time to introduce new people to the neighborhood or entertain total strangers. IâÇÖd do my best at holiday cheer-but it would be the bare minimum. One day he plays messenger for my own Secret Santa, and suddenly I see him everywhere: the bookstore, the elevator, and call me crazy, but it feels like heâÇÖs finding any excuse to come to the diner.Now heâÇÖsáalways on my mind,áand I canâÇÖtájust pretendáthat IâÇÖm notáall shook upáevery time he looks at me with those deep blue eyes and uneven smile. I guessáitâÇÖs now or never, especially since IâÇÖmálonesome tonight. Hopefully, putting myself out there wonâÇÖt land me in theáheartbreak hotel.Secret Santa is a curvy heroine, matchmaker, and holiday romance that is guaranteed safe with no cheating and no cliffhangers. Why not spend some time at Fitzpatrick Place?