From Paris With Love This Christmas
‘A delicious Christmas delight’ – Katie Fforde‘All the best things about Christmas wrapped into one gorgeous, romantic read’ – Phillipa AshleyThe gorgeous, Christmassy feel-good follow up to the Summer best-seller ‘From Italy With Love’.Just until Christmas…That’s what Paris socialite Siena keeps telling herself. She’ll hide away in her sister Laurie’s cottage near London to escape her hot-tempered fiancé.However, when Jason – gorgeous but a bit of a Grinch – picks her up from the airport, he reveals that Laurie hasn’t lived there for months, complicating Siena’s holiday getaway.At first, Jason and Siena don’t see eye to eye. But after a weekend in the most romantic city in the world, experiencing all it has to offer – from the magic of a fir-lined Champs-Élysées, lit up by thousands of sparkling fairy lights, to the swoosh of skates on ice at the Eiffel Tower – Siena shows Jason her Paris, and a whole other side to herself. Suddenly Siena’s December deadline seems far too close…This Christmas, jet off to Paris with Siena and Jason and experience the magic of the holiday season.
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From Paris With Love This Christmas
JULES WAKE
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'A delicious Christmas delight'
Katie Fforde
‘All the best things about Christmas wrapped into one gorgeous, romantic read’
Philippa Ashley
‘A unique and vibrant read about learning to be the ‘driver’ of your own future’
Honeybear Books
‘Such a fun ride with as many twists and turns both in the story and on the road…Laughs all the way’
The Book Trail
'An excellent escapist read from start to finish'
Chicklit Chloe
'This epic road-trip is full of glamour, romance and sizzling sexual tension, but at its heart is a truly heart-warming tale of self discovery – you’ll not want to miss a moment of it'
Chick Lit Love
This book is dedicated to Nick, Ellie & Matt with all my love.
Contents
Far below, the bends in the river Thames were outlined by the lights of the city, shimmering and winking through the thinning clouds like elusive diamonds. Siena’s fingers clutched the armrest as the knots in her stomach tightened.
‘You OK?’ asked the older woman next to her in a soft drawl of an American accent. ‘Nervous flyer?’
Ever since they’d left Charles de Gaulle airport, Siena had been convinced her next seat neighbour was Mary Steenburgen but it wouldn’t have been cool to initiate conversation with a celebrity if you let on you knew who they were.
‘Nervous,’ Siena laughed, the pitch a little too high. She was absolutely bloody terrified, but it had nothing to do with the flight. ‘No. This is hardly a flight is it?’ She put on her best twinkly, smiley face. ‘Straight up. Straight down.’ She had enough air miles to get to the moon and back. Her third set of Louis Vuitton luggage was looking positively shabby these days.
‘Been to London before?’
That gentle voice. This woman had to be her.
‘Once or twice.’
‘Sorry you’re British. Stupid question. I can tell from your accent. You going home for Christmas?’
Stoopid, as ‘perhaps Mary’ pronounced it, wasn’t so stupid. Officially, Siena was as British as Marmite and Twinings tea which Maman insisted on having for breakfast every day, but she’d lived most of her life in France. She thought she felt French but then how would she know if what she felt was French or English? Sometimes, quite often really, she had no idea what she should feel about a lot of things.
‘No I’m going to stay with my sister. I have to be back in France for Christmas,’ she blurted out. Back at the Chateau for Harry’s sixtieth birthday party on the twenty-third. She looked at her watch and worried at her lip. They’d have missed her by now. The dinner reservation was for eight thirty. Yves, her almost fiancé, would be cross, her mother furious and Harry, her stepfather, disappointed perhaps.
‘How lovely, dear.’ Mary’s face dimpled with a gentle smile. ‘I love spending time with my sister.’
Siena flushed. Mary would think she was a terrible sister. She hadn’t seen Laurie for two years despite the open invitation. Resolutely ignoring that chain of thought, she focused on her possibly celebrity neighbour. Had she read somewhere that Mary Steenburgen had a sister? Siena did know she was married to that guy from Cheers and CSI. There’d been pictures of them out walking their dogs in
