Getting evicted right before the holidays wasn't on Leighton's Christmas list. Rather than inconvenience any of her blissfully happy friends or run home to her family in *gasp* Ohio, she turns to her last resort: Los Angeles' newest soccer coach and her boss' best friend, Killian. From his sunny disposition to his infuriatingly good looks, Killian's got a knack for pressing all of her buttons. Well, almost all of them. So, why can't she stop thinking about unwrapping his package?

Killian only has one Christmas wish: to finally make Leighton Wheatley his. He's been harboring feelings for the buxom babe for almost a year, but between his anxiety, her prickly attitude, and I-10 rush hour traffic, something always seems to get in the way. But now they're staying under the same roof - during the most romantic time of year - and he's finally got the opportunity he's been hoping for. That is until her family pays them a surprise visit for the holidays. Suddenly, he's being upgraded from roommate to fake fiancé... and much to Leighton's surprise, there's nothing fake about his feelings.

As it turns out, Christmas isn't the only one coming fast this year.

Venice Actually is a low-angst, high-heat holiday romance novella. This book features a British, golden retriever hero with Ted Lasso energy and Roy Kent f*ckability, a mid-size, pansexual sass queen with a thing for knitting, baking as a love language, sexy times on the soccer field, sexy times in the shower, and (naturally) sexy times while watching Murder She Wrote.

Content Warnings:

For adult readers only due to explicit (consensual) sexual content, recreational drug use, anxiety rep, PCOS rep, menstruation, and discussions about death.