New Year’s Eve by Ainsley Booth

Ellie:
It’s criminal how good my fiancé looks in a tux.
Also criminal is the fact we’ve had to spend the last four hours in public, and me groping him would be frowned on at a New Year’s Eve charity ball.

Gavin:
Ellie has no idea how close I am to ripping off her fancy ball gown. Despite all the perks—and responsibilities—of being Prime Minister of Canada, deep down I’m still a man in love with this woman, and I’m ready to take her home so we can be alone.