What’s a girl to do when stuck at a mountain ranch for the holidays, unexpectedly flying solo? Festive activities don’t quite sound so jolly when my best friend isn’t able to make it at the last minute, and I can’t retreat home to stuff my nose in a book. To make matters worse, that guy I’d been seeing? Yeah, he just proposed to his girlfriend of five minutes… and they’re getting cozy in the cabin next to mine. One chance encounter in a bookstore sends a miracle drifting my way, with kind eyes and massive… hands. When he swoops in pretending to be my boyfriend, I should be saying no, yet find myself agreeing to a harmless little ruse for Christmas. He’s taken, and I’m leaving town in a couple of days. No harm could come of it, right?
