Shopping for a Baby's First Christmas

My mother wants all her kids and grandkids to spend Christmas Eve at her house and wake up on Christmas morning together. 

Sounds reasonable, right?

And it would be.

If it weren’t my mother.

My husband, Declan, is protesting any involvement, though he’s openly intrigued by the idea of claiming his territory by having sex in my childhood bed.

And by intrigued, I mean a series of really hot suggestions that make me whimper when I have to say no.

Wait — why am I saying no, again?

Mom has turned her house into a Christmas showcase that makes Frankenmuth look like the picked-over clearance rack at Target on December 26. You know those crazy people on Etsy who make felted gnomes out of belly-button lint and use… a certain kind of hair… to make thatched roofs on little decorative elf homes?

Those people are saner than my mother.

There is no force of nature stronger — or more emotionally volatile — than a fifty-something grandmother determined to create holiday memories.

Wait a minute. Maybe there is.

My husband.

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Biography:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge, with more than 2.5 million eBook, print, and audiobooks sold and 5 appearances on the New York Times bestseller list. Her books have been translated into German, Italian, and French, with more languages coming soon.

From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire).

She lives in New England with her husband, three children, and an adorable Havanese doggo named Walter. 

Visit her at http://jkentauthor.com