β Scribed by Marie Johnston
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
The celebrity vet is back in town.
Bunny's high school crush has returned to town just in time for the holidays. Ethan, celebrity veterinarian to the stars, has even called her with an early Christmas present: his company wants to buy out her vet clinic. Sure, the clinic's a little dated, the staff is clamoring for a raise, and the clientele is scattering, but she can't trust a word out of Ethan's perfectly chiseled mouth...even if it does wicked things to her when he stops talking.
Ethan's arrogance drove Bunny away once, but twenty years hasn't diminished his infatuation with the curvy veterinarian. This time, staying off Bunny's naughty list will be even harder since he works for the company planning to buy her out. She thinks he's nothing but a pretty face for a cold corporate machine. But he's not here to dismantle her life's work, he's here to save it, because without a Christmas miracle, her clinic won't survive another year.
The clock is ticking down, and not just until Santa's arrival. Ethan needs an answer from Bunny before Christmas. A yes means putting coal in the stockings of all her employees, but a no means Ethan's bosses will spend the new year driving her business into the groundβand she'll have to give up the only man she's ever wanted for Christmas.
Deck the halls and get your copy today.
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