Sampler: Fooling Around with Cinderella by Stacy Juba
October 7, 2020
A small-town romance with humorous characters, theme parks, fairy tale fun, and an amazing love story,
Ever wondered what those cheerful theme park princesses are really thinking?
When twenty-five-year-old Jaine proposes a new marketing role to the local amusement park, the general manager Dylan charms her into filling Cinderella’s glass slippers for the summer. Her reign transforms Jaine’s ordinary life into chaos that would bewilder a fairy godmother.
Secretly dating her bad boy boss, running wedding errands for her ungrateful sisters, and defending herself from the park’s resident villain means Jaine needs lots more than a comfy pair of shoes to restore order in her kingdom…
This sweet romantic comedy is a standalone and can be read on its own. All books in the series can be read in any order so jump in at any time. Prancing Around With Sleeping Beauty is now available.
The Storybook Valley sweet romantic comedy books are the perfect beach reads. If you love small-town romance with humorous characters, theme parks, fairy tale fun, and amazing love stories, then Storybook Valley will be your new favorite series.
Sampler: Fooling Around with Cinderella
She had to convince Dylan that he needed her on his team. Jaine segued into the next topic on her mental checklist. “Have you considered offering an education program for May, June, and October? I’ll bet schools would book field trips if there were an educational component. They could choose from different tracks: fairy tales and literature for younger children and science, math, and engineering for older grades. You could keep a handful of rides open and offer them a lunch plan.”
“I like how your mind works.” Dylan deposited her resume beside a framed picture of a lanky yellow Labrador Retriever with brown eyes so gentle that Jaine longed to rub its soft coat. “Developing an educational curriculum is one of my short-term goals.”
“Despite my suggested changes, I wanted to make sure you know that I’m aware how special Storybook Valley is, even down to the courtesy of the staff. During the visit with my niece, the ride attendants were so friendly, opening and closing gates and saying thank you. Even the workers in the gift shops and snack bars asked Amber her favorite rides and recommended attractions.”
“That’s what I want to hear. Our employee incentive program rewards staff members for small things like that.” Dylan groped into a desk drawer and plucked out a sheet of gold star stickers. “Supervisors hand out stars if they notice an employee going above and beyond their duties. They can be redeemed for gift cards, candy, and merchandise. We hold an Employee Rides Night after hours, a Water Park Night, summer cookouts, and an end-of-season Awards Night.”
“No wonder the staff seems content. That’s wonderful.”
“Satisfied employees lead to satisfied guests.” Dylan slid the stickers back into his drawer. “So. . .do you see Amber a lot?”
Jaine blinked at the unexpected question. “When I can. We’ve had more time since I’ve been unemployed.”
Oops, she shouldn’t remind him about her job situation. Despite his understanding, everyone knew it looked better if you were employed.
“She’s busy with summer camp right now,” Jaine added, hoping to distract him. “It’s an all-day program.”
“You like kids then?” he prodded.
“Sure. Kids are great.”
Jaine spent many hours with her niece while her sister, a pharmaceutical company sales rep, peddled women’s vitamins and dermatology creams to doctors’ offices. Jaine was on a first name basis with moms in the school’s parent pick-up line and at gymnastics. Amber always thanked her for the chauffeuring and homework help, but Jaine’s sister rarely did.
Dylan scrutinized Jaine, arms folded across his royal blue shirt with the Storybook Valley logo stamped over the left in white block letters. “Do you wear contacts?”
“I have plenty of media contacts. Wait. Did you say wear contacts? You mean instead of these?” Jaine fingered the earpiece of her gold-rimmed glasses.
“Right. Contact lenses.”
She gave a nervous chuckle. “I scheduled a consultation in college but was too squeamish to insert the lens. I was more comfortable in glasses.”
Was she really justifying her vision enhancement choices to her prospective new boss? Maybe he intended to discuss medical benefits. Or did he think she looked nerdy? What was the saying? Guys don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses? Not that she wanted him to make a pass even if he was hot.
“How blind are you without glasses?” Dylan persisted.
“You wouldn’t want to drive with me.”
“How about if you’re walking around a building? Are you in danger of hurting yourself?”
This interview had taken the Mad Hatter Freeway from Fairy Tale Land into Wonderland where nothing made a damn bit of sense. Did this guy have a glasses fetish, like those weirdoes with shoe fetishes?
“I should be okay. I take them off for special occasions.” In fact, Jaine’s older sister Bree, who was getting married in August, remarked just last week, “You are losing the glasses for my wedding pictures, right?”
What the hell. She’d be a good sport and hope Dylan would be so grateful to pick the brain of a real, flesh and blood, bespectacled person that he would appoint her marketing director.