Candy Cane Cocktail by Kitty Barstow

When Susie Alvin crashes into a gorgeous businessman from out of town, Santa grants her early Christmas wish for a fun-filled weekend … and so much more!
Walking and chewing gum is a different skill set than, say, walking in four-inch heels while carrying twenty bottles of perfume cradled in my arms. But my boss often asked me to rearrange the shelves of The Love Hut, so I became a pro at transporting perfume bottles.
Today was no different from any other day during the season of giving. Except that I decided to blow a bubble on a whim while I carried out my task. The huge bubble was a pretty shade of pink because true bubble-blowing aficionados know that Bubble Yum is the only way to go. The bubble grew and grew and grew until … BAM! The gum exploded on my face at the same time that I trampled upon an unsuspecting customer. Our bodies collided with enough force to send my perfume bottles flying in all directions.
And that’s how I met Michael Claus. Some might say our ‘meet-cute’ wasn’t so cute. I say it was perfect. Why don’t you be the judge?