Rule #1 in my photography business: Don't sleep with the clients.
Oops.
In my defense, Miles West wasn't supposed to be six-foot-two of pure temptation wrapped in an ugly Christmas sweater. He was just supposed to be my last booking before the holiday. Some single guy with a weird request to document his "sad Christmas" to spite his nosy family.
But somewhere between staging photos of him decorating a pathetic miniature tree and a full-blown flour fight in his kitchen, professional boundaries got very... blurry.
Now I'm juggling holiday photoshoots by day and Miles by night, turning "Forever Alone" into something that feels dangerously like something else. And for a woman who specializes in capturing other people's perfect moments, I'm suddenly starring in my own holiday romance—lens cap optional.
***All books in this series can be read in any order.***
