All I Want for Christmas is You by Flora Ferrari

AVERY:

A company takeover, the day before Christmas Eve.
It’s like those horror stories on the news when everyone’s suddenly out of work for the holidays.
Merry Freaking Christmas.
But Jack Cole’s a different kind of man. A different kind of boss.
And once I see his personal memo to us all, I know what I want for Christmas.
It runs something like: I’ll be the turkey and he can be the stuffing.
I’m really not like that, but there’s something about the man, even on a screen that just does something to me.
Like an older guy like him could or ever would even go for a younger, thicker girl like me.
Within minutes of finally meeting the man in the flesh, I’m past worrying about my day job or even my rent.
I’m suddenly reaching for that turkey baster.
Wondering if Christmas miracles really do happen and if I might be about to have the first Christmas where I’m not alone.

JACK:

I wouldn’t say I’m a Grinch, but Christmas though?
Really?
I’m too busy for any of that. Money never takes a holiday and neither do I.
Acquiring a new company the day before Christmas Eve probably is a little unorthodox too.
Nobody’s cheering. The board’s not and the new employee’s probably aren’t either.
The last thing people want to hear at Christmas is their statewide show is now national.
Most people know that usually means most of them will be losing their jobs too.
But I’m not like that. I want this company to be different. And I’ll make my way over there personally and explain things.
Put everyone’s mind at ease.
Once I see her though. Once I actually get close enough to see it’s not my imagination, I need a different plan.
I need her, for starters.
As mine.
For Christmas.
Forever.
Maybe this whole Christmas thing isn’t so bad after all?