Christmas Blitz Day 8 - Getting Kole for Christmas by Kimberly Krey

Kylie’s been crushing on Kole for two years now, but can she get him to see her as more than a friend?

For years Kylie has watched her older sisters get asked to every school dance there is. Yet once she’s old enough to go, the invites are in short supply. While getting overlooked has never felt good, it hasn’t really hurt the way it does this year. Because now there’s someone she really wants to go with: Kole Kingston. Kole is charming and funny. Gorgeous and kind. And everything she wants in a guy. Trouble is, he’s also her very best friend. Can Kylie tear herself free from the friend-zone in time to get asked to the Christmas dance? Or will she – like so many others – find that a romance between them will never be?

Kimberly Krey specializes in writing “romance that’s clean without losing the steam!” She’s a reader of good, clean romance, a lover of family time and Diet Coke, and the ultimate hater of laundry. She discovered her love for writing in college when given a creative writing assignment. She still remembers sitting in the lamplight’s glow, crafting words to depict the vision in her head. That assignment sparked a passion within her. It took years to return to that passion, but now that she has, she counts it among her greatest blessings.

Krey is author of the top-selling Sweet Montana Bride series, as well as its companion series, Second Chances.

Q and A With the Author:

1- Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Yes. It’s about learning to love yourself despite your imperfections. (And others despite theirs, as well.)

2- Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?

Each book I write gives me a new insight into the different perspectives of each of my characters. This one reminded me of how important it is to be sensitive to others; we never know what they’re struggling with.

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Snippet

“Ooh, ho, ho! Looks like someone’s standing beneath the mistletoe,” Mike yells from clear down the hall. I glance up and see a small cluster of red and green hovering right over our heads. That must mean we’re next to the – I look to my left for confirmation; yes – the trophy case. My heart bursts into an uncontrollable spasm. My legs feel weak and jelly-like.

Several of the students have already filtered out to their busses or cars in the wet, miserable slush. But I am here, warm and dry, standing beneath a dangling sprig of mistletoe with none other than Kole Kingston before me.

I have mentally cursed the neighbor kid who keeps hanging the mistletoe next to the trophy case. I have shot daggers out of my eyes at him for having to witness all the couples who’ve stopped to make-out between classes. But in this moment I take it all back. Tony Anchorman, I love you, your awkward cousin, and your ugly cat too.