From the Blurb:
All Emmett Butler wants
is to get home to the aunt who raised him, but a Chicago snowstorm and
handsome flight attendant Cody Summers might change his plans.
Cody
is content to fly for the holidays, but taking this year off seems like
a good idea. When he meets Emmett, he just wants to see him smile,
especially if it helps to distract him from his own family issues.
With the right Christmas wish, and some airplane shenanigans, can the two discover the true meaning of home?
Wish Me Home is a standalone Christmas novella that features a grumpy
airline passenger just trying to get home and a sunshiny flight
attendant determined to help him have a great Christmas; even if he
doesn't realize that he's part of what's needed to make that perfect
Christmas happen.
Excerpt:
It was like watching slow motion, the can of Coke falling over. It spilled across the tray table and Emmett was clutching to his seat for dear life, so he wasn’t fast enough to grab the one tiny napkin to stop the liquid from pouring over the edge and onto his hoodie.
“Shit!” he cursed as he scrambled to pull it up over his head. It snagged the t-shirt underneath and I once again found my eyes drawn to his chest. I didn’t get much of a look. I really wanted to see beneath his clothes.
The plane jolted once more and Emmett dropped the hoodie back in his lap, reaching for the armrests again. He was pale and wide eyed. I knew he was nervous about flying already, so the turbulence was making it worse.
“This is your captain speaking. Sorry about that folks. It appears we’ve hit a patch of unexpected turbulence. We should be on the other side of it in just a moment.” The seatbelt lights clicked on. I reached over and rubbed up and down Emmett’s exposed forearm. The dark hair there stood on end as goosebumps broke out across his skin.
“Hey, It’s going to be okay. We’ll be through this soon.”
He gulped and nodded. “Yeah, I know. Just hope I didn’t just ruin my favorite sweater.” He pinched his eyes closed and dropped his head back against the seat. The sweater must have held some sentimental value. I hadn’t been paying too much attention outside of the fact that it was a college sweater. I wanted to say it was from SDSU, but I couldn’t recall right away.
After what felt like forever, when in reality it had probably only been ten minutes, things settled down. The seatbelt light clicked off again, so I unbuckled my seatbelt and motioned for Emmett to do the same.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Get up, we’re going to try to fix your sweater.”
He quickly scrambled to his feet after unbuckling his seatbelt and climbed into the aisle. I followed close behind him and directed him back to the bathrooms. I ducked my head into the galley and waved down Giselle.
“Hey, have any club soda or anything on hand?” I asked her waving over my shoulder at Emmett. She looked between the two of us before reaching into a cabinet and pulling out a can and handing it over.
“This your boyfriend?” she asked.
I fought the smile and failed. “No, but I wish. He’s gorgeous isn’t he?”
Wish Me Home publishes on November 23, 2022 and is currently available for pre-order!
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