Welcome to the book blitz for Can’t Buy Me Love by Janet Elizabeth Henderson! If you are a rom-com fan, this is one book to watch for. Keep reading to learn more about the book and enter the giveaway to win a $25 Amazon gift card. (INT)Title: Can't Buy Me Love (Sinclair Sisters Trilogy, #3)
Author: Janet Elizabeth Henderson
Publication Date: December 25, 2019
Three awesome series meet in one explosive book!
It turned out hell was a small town in the Scottish Highlands. Oh, sure, the locals called it Invertary, but Agnes Sinclair knew better—the town even had an old woman everyone called Satan. If that wasn’t a sign she was in hell, she didn’t know what was. All Agnes had ever wanted was to get out of Scotland, and now she was stuck there with no escape. And all because of one teeny, tiny incident (he totally deserved it!) that got her blacklisted in the hotel industry. Now, her only career option is managing a hotel owned by a guy who looks like Disco Santa, in a town where everyone marched to their own damn beat. And, as if being trapped in hell wasn’t bad enough, a spate of thefts at the hotel makes the owner call in a member of Benson Security to help her get to the bottom of them. Agnes doesn’t need help. She especially doesn’t need it from a sexy single father whose every breath tempts her to reevaluate what she wants out of life. A man who makes her wonder if Invertary is where she truly belongs.
***This is a full length, standalone romance with an HEA***
**It includes characters from the Invertary (Scottish Highlands) series and the Benson Security Series**
*You don’t need to have read any other books in any series to enjoy this one!*
Guest Post: Janet Elizabeth Henderson
Christmas in the Highlands
Janet Elizabeth Henderson
Can’t Buy Me Love is a Christmas story. You can tell by the cover. 😉 Actually, I think the cover reflects how confused I feel about Christmas. You see, I grew up in Scotland, where Christmas means snow—or at the very least, ice-cold rain! Now I live in New Zealand, where Christmas happens in the middle of summer. The change in season has messed with my head!
I can’t tell you how weird it is to have Christmas when it’s hot! I’ve been here sixteen years and I’m still not used to it. In fact, every summer Christmas seems to drop in out of nowhere and scream “surprise!”. It doesn’t help that we’re also busy at the same time with the end of the school year. When I first moved over here, I wrote to my MP and asked him to have Christmas moved to July. Nothing happens in the middle of winter in New Zealand anyway and having a holiday then would brighten things up. I never did get a reply…
It’s strange celebrating Christmas day with salad and a swim in the pool. Even stranger seeing Santa wearing a wool jacket and boardshorts. But the weirdest thing about having Christmas over here, is that everyone treats it like it’s happening in winter. The TV constantly shows movies set in small, snowy towns. All of the Christmas cards and decorations are snow themed. And Christmas lights are popular, even though it doesn’t get dark early enough to fully appreciate them.
And then there’s the food. They make roast turkey when it’s 30 degree (Celsius) outside. They have roast potatoes, followed by stodgy Christmas cake that’s washed it down with eggnog—all while blasting freezing air from the aircon! We gave up on roast dinner years ago. It’s just too hot in the kitchen to put the oven on. Now I make an assortment of salads and we eat in the garden, under some shade.
I do miss a white Christmas though. I miss wrapping up in layers of clothes, pulling down my knitted hat and donning heavy winter boots. I miss it getting dark early and the streets being lit by a plethora of Christmas lights. And I miss curling up in front of the fire to watch movies where other people are outside in the snow.
There’s something truly magical about Christmas in the Highlands, with the hills painted white and darkness cocooning the land. Something that fits with the miracle of Christmas. A miracle that doesn’t involve Santa surviving a day standing in the sun wearing wool!
As much as I love living in New Zealand, and I truly do love it here, I can’t wait for a day when I take my kids back to Scotland for Christmas. I can just imagine their faces at seeing all the shop decorated for the season, or the Christmas trees glowing from just about every living room window, or snow covering the streets on Christmas morning.
And the best part about taking them back to Scotland for Christmas would definitely be going home in January—to the heat of summer! Because now, Christmas to me means both winter and summer. I guess I have a foot in both camps. Or I’m just confused…
Whatever you’re doing this Christmas, wherever you may be, I hope you have a wonderful time. And I hope that Can’t Buy Me Love brings you some added joy this season.