Dear Santa, I don’t want much this year. Just an interesting life, please. Oh, and a hot guy to keep me company, so I can stop fantasizing about my boss. Either my letter to Santa got lost in the mail, or I was very bad this year. Because my car breaking down in the middle of a snowstorm certainly isn’t my idea of interesting. And the fantasizing about my boss thing? Well, it’s kind of hard not to when he saves my ass by letting me stay in his cabin. When I find out that my serious, hot as hell boss plans to spend Christmas alone, I invite him to celebrate with me and my family. It should be fine, right? We’ll have presents, eggnog, and my mother can bug me about the lack of men in my life. But when we arrive, my mom thinks he’s my boyfriend. And I’m happy to let her believe it. I deserve a peaceful Christmas, after all. But spending time with him, getting to know him… He’s so much more than a handsome face and sinful body. Still, I wasn’t ready for that kiss under the mistletoe. And I definitely wasn’t prepared for sharing a bed with him. But everything with him feels so right. I know this relationship is fake. But why does it feel so real? My Boss’s Christmas Gift is a short and steamy standalone age gap romance.