Christmas was her favorite holiday.
With the name Krissy Kringle, that was kind of a given.
Krissy was looking forward to Christmas.
Sure, it would be quiet, and she’d be alone, opening up the electric blanket her sister got her for Christmas, but she didn’t mind. After the hours she’d been putting in, quiet and uneventful seemed like just the thing.
She sure didn’t expect a sexy stranger, to come crashing into her life.
One look into his midnight eyes and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to snuggle up to him instead of her new blanket.
Maddox Holt didn’t care that it was close to Christmas. He had work to do and nothing was going to stand in his way.
Especially not a curvy, sassy, bed and breakfast owner.
He was a loner, who wasn’t looking for a woman--especially one that had forever written all over her.
Maddox didn’t believe in love.
But Christmas is the holiday for miracles...
Christmas was her favorite holiday.
With the name Krissy Kringle, that was kind of a given.
Krissy was looking forward to Christmas.
Sure, it would be quiet, and she’d be…
