Merry
Freshly suspended and avoiding paparazzi like the plague, Gray Smith is back in Little Haven.
He’s staying at my inn. Lounging in my lobby. Walking under—Lord help me—my mistletoe.
I wrote off my brother’s best friend long before he left town to be a bigshot NBA coach. I’ve always been practical, a trait which has served me well since I inherited my grandmother’s failing hotel. I’ve got a plan to raise the funds it needs, and choking on my cocoa when I spy Gray Smith walking downstairs in the morning is not on the agenda.
But then my plan hits a snowy hiccup. And coming back to Little Haven must have brought out the small-town hero in Gray, because he can’t help but step in to fix things.
Now this six-foot-five sweater-wrapped Adonis is fixing barn beams and decorating trees. I’d call it a Christmas miracle if it wasn’t so darn distracting.
I can’t afford to think about anything other than saving my inn. Gray can’t afford to think about anything other than quietly repairing his reputation.
Baby, it’s cold outside… but getting way too hot in here.
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