No Kiss November by G. G. Andrew
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Perfect Thanksgiving Night Food Coma Read
This book is the cranberry sauce of romance novellas. You don’t think you need it and then suddenly you’re inhaling it like you haven’t eaten since July.
Our FMC is delightfully unhinged in the best way. She is convinced her family is cursed. Like actually cursed. Like “grandma’s ghost might hex your love life” cursed. Spoiler alert the curse is not real but her commitment to the bit? Inspiring. Olympic level.
Enter the small town mayor. He is charming. He is steady. He is ready to risk municipal scandal for love. They fall for each other in record speed. Blink once and she is rearranging her entire life. Blink twice and you are googling small towns with emotionally available mayors because honestly we all deserve a little spontaneity before the year ends.
The star of the show though is the great aunt dropping the single greatest line ever printed
“it’s really throwing a pine needle onto my park bench, if you know what I mean…”
Do I know what she means? No. Not even a little. Did I cackle like a raccoon in a dumpster? Yes. Deeply. Fully. Spiritually.
Fast cute festive cozy. The exact level of chaos your brain can handle after eating your body weight in mashed potatoes. Perfect for digesting turkey and making questionable romantic decisions.
xoxo
