Christmas Extravaganza 2019
Eli Walker is a fun-loving entrepreneur. His job is to advise and restructure struggling companies. Holly’s mission is to save the company she works for by finding new customers at a trade show in Dusseldorf.
But when she fulfills her promise to her boss to visit the cathedral in Cologne, her quest changes.
Filled with twinkling lights and snowflakes, Christmas markets and a romantic ferris wheel, Eli and Holly's time together in Germany is an unexpected gift. But when they return home, Eli must make a decision that could cost him what he wants most in life…Holly.
Flying was definitely not Holly’s thing. In fact, that was the whole reason she took the inside sales position. No airplane travel. But now, due to her boss’s scheduling mistake, she was taking his place and boarding an overseas flight to Germany. She’d be getting no sleep tonight on the plane, but she had several spreadsheets and lots of company profiles to familiarize herself with before the tradeshow.
She stepped from the jetway into the plane and crossed to the far aisle. Her seat was halfway back on the left. An aisle seat. She would have preferred the window, but she was flying in Randall’s place, and his long legs always motivated him to get an aisle seat. So, aisle it was. Besides, it could have been worse. She could have been stuck in one of the center seats in the middle section.
She stowed her carry-on in the overhead bin and then peered around the seat toward her row-mates—a young woman close to her age with a little girl about two or three.
The child stood up in her Mom’s lap and grinned. “What’s your name? I’m ’Livia.”
“Olivia, sit down and let the nice lady get settled.” The woman smiled. “Sorry, she’s quite the extrovert.”
“I’m not an eggs-vert. I’m a girl.”
As Holly stowed her purse under the seat in front of her, she couldn’t help but grin. She’d always thought this would be her at this age—married with a family—but two years ago that dream died, and she had no desire to resurrect it. She slipped into her seat and buckled the belt. “No worries. She’s adorable.”
Olivia placed her hands on her hips. “No, I’m not Dora. I’m ’Livia.”
“Sorry about that, Olivia. I’m Holly.”
“You guys OK up here?” A man behind her startled Holly.
“Daddy, this is Holly,” Olivia continued.
A tall man with sandy blond hair and striking blue eyes held out his hand. “Hi, I’m Kent. Nice to meet you.” He winked at his wife. “Let me know when you want to switch out.” Then he smiled at Holly. “Tag team airplane-parenting.” He made his way down the aisle to the back of the plane.
A nice person would offer to switch seats so the family could travel together. But then, who knew? Maybe they liked sitting separately so one could rest while the other watched ’Livia. Kent climbed into the middle seat of the center section in the last row, right in front of the wall separating the galley from the seating area. Holly had been assigned to that row on a plane several years ago. The seats wouldn’t even recline all the way. With the proximity to the galley and the bathrooms, he probably wouldn’t get much sleep.
“By the time we booked our tickets, we couldn’t get seats together. We offered to change with one of the gentlemen beside Kent, but they wanted to be in the back.” The young mother smiled. “I’m Marcy, by the way.”
So, they definitely weren’t sitting separately by choice. And Holly never slept on a plane anyway. She needed to do this before she changed her mind or they taxied away from the gate. She grabbed her purse. “How about if I change seats with your husband?” She stood and retrieved her bag from the overhead bin.
Gratitude covered Marcy’s face. “Thanks very much. You’re so kind.”
A truly kind person wouldn’t have had to talk herself into changing seats. She would have done it immediately. “I’m happy to switch. Bye, ’Livia. I’ll go get your daddy.”