If Chad is reticent to drop in on Dr. Fortescue's big annual holiday bash without a date, imagine his horror when he arrives to discover the party revolves around a city-wide scavenger hunt with a two-to-a-team policy stricter than Noah’s. Worse, his efforts to pair up with his hunky doctor crush are thwarted, and he winds up being assigned the doofus with an elbow in the punch bowl as a partner.
It turns out scavenger hunts are hard -- were they really supposed to dognap the doctor's neighbor's dachshund and carry it around the mall all night? But running around with Jarek is easy. And kinda fun.
Even with help from an unsuspecting celebrity and Santa’s sexiest elf, it’s starting to look like a participation trophy might be the best they can hope for prize-wise, but Chad starts to wonder if losing alongside Jarek might not be its own kind of win.
Chad vs. the Holiday Hoopla By Michael P. Thomas Marlys already knew the real reason I’d agreed to go with her to Dr. Fortescue’s annual Holiday Hoopla—and it wasn’t to play Santa, as hilarious as my friends all found it that I’d sprouted both a belly pot and a gray beard this far ahead of thirty-five—so she passed on the guilt trip I started shilling tickets for as soon as she canceled on me. “He’s still gonna be there,” she said. “That’s not the point,” I told her, inadvertently admitting by knowing who she was talking about that it kinda was. “I mean, who?” I amended, ridiculously. She laughed. “Who? As if we’ve talked about anyone else since Dr. Sabroso came to the ER.” Actually his name was Felipe Reynoso (M.D., thank you very much), but sabroso is a Spanish word for “delicious,