Christmas Compromise

A winter wonderland is my hellscape. I hate the holidays, and Christmas most of all. I have my reasons and nothing was ever going to change my mind. Or so I believed. Then my sister’s pretty little neighbor nearly sends me to my demise. She swears it’s an accident. With that sweet smile and holiday scent, she somehow manages to create a crack in my icy resolve.
Caroline’s all warmth and sparkle, the kind of woman who bakes cookies for strangers, hums along to carols, and believes snow is “magical” instead of a hazard. Unfortunately, she’s also seen my grumpy side, and decided I’m not her future Mr. Claus.
Now I’m the one chasing her, desperate for another taste of her holiday magic and the kind of Christmas cheer I’ve spent years avoiding. The problem? Winning her over might mean letting go of the walls I’ve built and risking my heart in the process.
Maybe she’s willing to compromise.