Cole for Christmas
Silas Reed wasn’t the first man to receive coal in his stocking on Christmas morning, but he definitely got Cole for Christmas.
What started as a week away turned into something confusing, steamy, and a whole lot of naughty. Washed up author Silas Reed escaped to the mountains to see if the words still existed inside of him, or if writing was a thing of the past.
Colette Baxter was running from an ex-fiancé, a world of hurt, and half-hearted condolences that were set to drive her crazy.
The issue? Whoever owned this cabin had been overbooked. Cole is there for warmth and quiet, to read her stack of smutty novels and drown her sorrows in gallons of hot cocoa. Silas wants to shut the world out with nothing but a typewriter and a bottle of vodka.
The snow falls in buckets, the power fails, and the only thing they have is fire and body heat. It’s no wonder they both ended up on the naughty list this year.
Cole for Christmas is a spicy holiday novella with an age gap, snowed in, and “we shouldn’t do this” vibes.
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