A steamy billionaire holiday romance where love breaks every rule.
I never expected to meet the man of my dreams at a cookie swap.
Nicholas is a billionaire CEO, a data genius, and the kind of man who tracks cookie consumption at a community party like it’s a Fortune 500 board meeting. He believes everything—including love—can be measured, optimized, and improved.
He was searching for a redhead.
A data whisperer.
The perfect variable to save his failing analytics company.
Instead, he got me.
Brunette. Brilliant. And completely wrong for him according to every metric that mattered.
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A steamy billionaire holiday romance where love breaks every rule.
I never expected to meet the man of my dreams at a cookie swap.
Nicholas is a billionaire CEO, a data genius, and the kind of man who tracks cookie consumption at a community party like it’s a Fortune 500 board meeting. He believes everything—including love—can be measured, optimized, and improved.
He was searching for a redhead.
A data whisperer.
The perfect variable to save his failing analytics company.
Instead, he got me.
Brunette. Brilliant. And completely wrong for him according to every metric that mattered.
Especially the spreadsheet.
Yes—an actual spreadsheet. One where he rated the women he dated on intelligence, appearance, and long-term potential. Like we were products to be optimized. Variables in an equation he was determined to solve.
I should have walked away.
But there was something about him—the way his mind found patterns in chaos, the way humor masked a loneliness I recognized because I’d lived it too. He didn’t check any of my boxes either. Too confident. Too rich. Too obsessed with control.
And yet, the moment he touched me, all the data disappeared.
