Big Mistletoe

Nicholas Winters doesn’t do Christmas.

The rich, grumpy construction company owner has spent his whole life avoiding the holidays.
Then I walk into his office wearing a Christmas shirt and humming a holiday song.
I’m supposed to decorate Winters Construction, not fall for its broody owner.
But between lunch dates, stolen kisses, and Nicholas finding every excuse to keep me close, that plan falls apart fast.
When a busted pipe leaves me without a place to stay, he insists I move into his house.
Now I’m decorating his home, sleeping under his roof, and trying very hard not to fall for the man who claims he hates Christmas.
Especially when he hangs mistletoe.

In Big Wood, Tennessee, the holidays mean snowed-in forced proximity, grumpy recluses falling for sunshine heroines, wrong deliveries with very right consequences, only-one-bed mishaps, and small-town meddling under perfectly placed mistletoe. Expect slow burns, cozy cabins, fake dates, second chances, and steamy happily-ever-afters. Bundle up. Things are about to get very hot for the holidays.