I want her to be my model. I need her—to be mine.
Olivia
I stopped growing at five-four and my curves became… excessive, so I gave up my dreams of becoming a model. Instead I’m working as an assistant to a model’s agent. But the girls for a holiday shoot aren’t ���plus’ sized enough for the owner of Angel Night Lingerie, who insists I’m the ideal representative for the new Christmas line. Then he declares I’m perfect for him as well. No thanks, Mr. Rich Bossman. I’ve been burned by the ‘make it with a fat girl’ challenge before.
Gabriel
In two years I brought the company back from the brink of bankruptcy to being the premier lingerie designer for plus-sized women. Despite my meticulous plans, the July shoot for our first Christmas catalog isn’t going well. Our silks and laces are to be displayed on real curves, while the agent insists their barely size sixteen models are the norm. Didn’t take much to fire the pompous ass.
As they’re leaving, I see her. My ideal woman. I want her to be my model. We work together on the photo shoots and the chemistry between us burns as scorching as the July sun. She’s holding something back and won’t let me in.
I can’t let this thing between us be only a summer fling. I need her—to be mine. Forever.
It's Naughty Christmas In July. Santa knows if you've been naughty or nice...
Genre: Romance
Olivia
I stopped growing at five-four and my curves became… excessive, so I gave up my dreams of becoming a model. Instead I’m working as an assistant to a model’s agent. But the girls for a holiday shoot aren’t ���plus’ sized enough for the owner of Angel Night Lingerie, who insists I’m the ideal representative for the new Christmas line. Then he declares I’m perfect for him as well. No thanks, Mr. Rich Bossman. I’ve been burned by the ‘make it with a fat girl’ challenge before.
Gabriel
In two years I brought the company back from the brink of bankruptcy to being the premier lingerie designer for plus-sized women. Despite my meticulous plans, the July shoot for our first Christmas catalog isn’t going well. Our silks and laces are to be displayed on real curves, while the agent insists their barely size sixteen models are the norm. Didn’t take much to fire the pompous ass.
As they’re leaving, I see her. My ideal woman. I want her to be my model. We work together on the photo shoots and the chemistry between us burns as scorching as the July sun. She’s holding something back and won’t let me in.
I can’t let this thing between us be only a summer fling. I need her—to be mine. Forever.
It's Naughty Christmas In July. Santa knows if you've been naughty or nice...
Genre: Romance
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