Alexa Riley - His Christmas Cookie.pdf May 2026

The mountain air was crisp, but inside the cabin, the warmth of the hearth and Silas’s unwavering devotion provided a sense of peace Noelle had never known. This Christmas marked the beginning of a new chapter, one where she was cherished far beyond the walls of her bakery.

Silas leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, tasting like sugar and pure intent. "I know exactly what I want for Christmas. And she’s standing right in front of me." Alexa Riley - His Christmas Cookie.pdf

The flour on Noelle’s nose was the only thing standing between her and a complete holiday meltdown. As the owner of The Sugared Spatula , she had three hundred gingerbread men to decorate before the town’s Christmas Eve gala, and her piping bag had just exploded. "Need a hand, Little Cookie?" The mountain air was crisp, but inside the

"Silas! You can't be back here," Noelle squeaked, wiping her hands on her apron. "Health codes. And... and I’m a mess." "I know exactly what I want for Christmas