Business deal behind him, attorney Carter Reed can’t wait to put Stone Cliff Resort and the festive town of Deerfield in his rearview mirror. Once upon a time, he believed in Christmas, but that was before Santa had permanently placed him on the naughty list.
When snowy roads and a stray dog send his car into a spin, foiling his attempt to get to the airport, a woman comes to his rescue. Suddenly, he can think of all kinds of ways to pass the time, but when she tells him he hit a magical wolf and he’s soon to get everything he needs, he’s more determined than ever to get out of town. He doesn’t believe in magic, and the last thing he needs is more false hopes and empty promises.
Biologist Josie Walker takes one look at Carter and can’t help but wonder if her Christmas wish has been granted. She’d like nothing better than to take him home and unwrap him, but Scrooge is determined to get out of town. When his every attempt to flee is thwarted, Josie knows the wolf is keeping him there, because sometimes what you think you want isn’t necessarily what you need.
Carter soon finds himself caught up in Josie’s spirit of Christmas. Making new memories with her has him wanting to ask for things—a family of his own, someone to love—things Santa had refused him as a child. But when the storm abates and he’s finally free to leave, will he get on the plane and turn his back on the one girl who has thawed his frozen heart or find the courage to break his rules and ask for everything he’s always needed?
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But when hot hockey player Zander shows me how good he is at talking bad, it sets off a firestorm of need hot enough to melt the ice on the rink he plays on.
I’m not good at relationships and have basically given up on men.
But a brief fling with a dirty talking hockey player sounds pretty good at the moment.
I didn’t expect to actually fall for him and his daughter.
I think he might be falling for me too.
Until I do that one thing that taps into his darkest fears and incinerates the fragile trust that’s built between us.
How can we possibly move forward after that?
How can I say no?
Luke just dumped his conniving fiancé and needs a shoulder to cry on.
I’ll always be there for him.
Problem is, I want him. I’ve always wanted him.
Then I see the king-sized bed.
And Luke starts pulling out all the plays.
His kisses are far more real than the ones I’ve imagined.
And the more we pretend, the more real it feels.
But come the end of the week, will our make-believe honeymoon be the end of a lifelong friendship?
Or the beginning of something much more?
I guess it’s time to find out.