Her Christmas Escape (Paperback)

Welcome aboard the Aurora Borealis, where the Christmas lights dance across Arctic skies and passion brews stronger than the ship’s coffee. Her Christmas Escape is a laugh-out-loud, slow-burn sapphic rom-com packed with flirty French tuxedos, meddling octogenarians, and enough festive mischief to thaw the iciest heart. Grab a cocktail, kick off your snow boots and set sail for the most deliciously unexpected holiday romance of the year.

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Pages : 98
ISBN : 9614622000365
Weight : 107g
Dimensions : 127 x 5 x 203 mm

Joss Coltrane plans to dodge Christmas altogether. A fast-talking New Yorker with a talent for turning everyday life into comedy gold, she signs up for an “adults-only lesbian cruise,” convinced seven days of no-strings fun is exactly the escape she needs.

Lexie Ramos, a Jersey-born software developer with a closet full of slogan tees (and a suitcase full of battery-operated back-ups), books the same cruise on a tipsy dare to herself: find a spark, any spark, before another year slips by.

Neither woman realises the ship’s average passenger age is north of sixty—or that they’ll be herded around Norway by an over-zealous cruise director wielding a tiny red flag. Between glacier excursions, midnight gin sessions, and a scandalous security search straight out of sex-toy slapstick, Joss and Lexie keep colliding—and laughing—until laughter turns into something warmer.

But when a sophisticated French heart-breaker sets her sights on Joss, and Lexie’s insecurities start whispering that she’s nobody’s first choice, both women must decide whether a fling on the fjords can survive once the tinsel comes down…or if this cruise is only big enough for one happily-ever-after.

• Holiday romance / Christmas cruise
• Opposites attract
• Only one bed…plus a suspiciously squeaky mattress
• Older matchmakers meddling for the greater good
• Mistaken expectations (it’s not the party boat they thought)
• Tuxedo-induced swooning
• “We’re just friends—until we’re not”
• Found family vibes among silver-haired shipmates

Chapter 1
Maybe she was crazy. That’s what her friends back home had told her. Any logical person wouldn’t make the decision to go on an all-women cruise for Christmas when they had plenty of people offering to celebrate with them. Joss had numerous open invitations from friends to spend the holiday, but she wasn’t looking to celebrate it. She was looking to avoid it. She was looking to get lost in beautiful women, also desperate for the same escape.The flight from JFK to Amsterdam Schiphol was just over seven hours, which would usually be easily doable with a few films and a nap, but for some reason her mind just wouldn’t settle. With one eye on the little screen in front of her, she began to scour the plane—aisle seats were perfect for playing her favourite game: inventing back-stories for everyone in sight.She had already decided that the elderly woman beside her with white-gray hair and hardly-wrinkled skin had to be a former model, on her way to visit an ex-lover she’d met while working in Europe. The middle-aged man in front? A high-flying deal maker with nothing waiting at home but an empty penthouse.A few rows ahead, also in an aisle seat, sat a red-haired woman with gorgeous curls who’d read for most of the flight. When she wasn’t glued to her Kindle, she kept glancing back—probably because Joss was staring. Joss smiled the next time their eyes met, then relaxed as the cabin pressure shifted, signalling descent.As they hit the runway with a thump, the PA crackled: “Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to welcome you to Amsterdam Schiphol. Please remain seated with your belt fastened until the captain turns off the seat-belt sign…” Joss stretched, eager to reach the next leg of her escape.Only when the redhead dropped her Kindle did Joss stand, swooping down to pick it up and hand it over. The woman’s gaze lingered a heartbeat longer than necessary.
“Thanks,” she breathed, cheeks flushing.
“You’re welcome,” Joss winked, pocketing a breath-mint and plotting the rest of her journey. One quick connection to Bergen and her holiday could finally begin.