I’m not a grinch. I’m also not someone who cares all that much for Christmas. I am, however, more than willing to use it to my advantage. I didn’t become a billionaire by playing nice. I’ll leverage everything I can to get what I want. What I want is Lydia Romano. The sassy, curvy, Christmas loving stylist is running scared from the attraction between us.
Without remorse or hesitation, I make an offer I know she won’t be able to refuse. I need a date for six events over the next few weeks. I’ll donate ten thousand dollars for each date she attends with me to the struggling charity she is devoted to.
She counters with twenty-five thousand each date and a whole lot of hate. Deal. It’s a bargain, as far as I’m concerned.
I have six dates and her love of the magic of Christmas to get her to take a chance on the magic of us.