He needs her bells for the Christmas ceremony. She rings his bell in ways he never expected.
I’m dreaming of tacos when the hottest mountain man I’ve ever seen storms up to my booth at the Wildwood Valley Christmas Festival. No introduction. No smile. Just those intense brown eyes pinning me like I’ve committed some crime, and a gruff demand for three of my hand-painted Christmas bells. Apparently the mayor needs them for tonight’s tree lighting ceremony, and I’m supposed to ring them on stage in front of half the town.
My price for public humiliation? He buys me dinner. What I...
He needs her bells for the Christmas ceremony. She rings his bell in ways he never expected.
I’m dreaming of tacos when the hottest mountain man I’ve ever seen storms up to my booth at the Wildwood Valley Christmas Festival. No introduction. No smile. Just those intense brown eyes pinning me like I’ve committed some crime, and a gruff demand for three of my hand-painted Christmas bells. Apparently the mayor needs them for tonight’s tree lighting ceremony, and I’m supposed to ring them on stage in front of half the town.
My price for public humiliation? He buys me dinner. What I don’t expect is the way my skin burns every time we accidentally touch. Or how his rare smiles make my heart race faster than jingle bells. Or that a simple conversation over pie will have me confessing my most embarrassing secret—that at twenty-three, I’ve never been with anyone.
The way Jonas looks at me after that revelation could melt every snowflake in the mountains. He tells me he’s glad I waited, that he wants to be my first everything. But when I catch him watching me with the festival kids, something shifts in those beautiful eyes. Suddenly he’s pulling away, convinced his foster care past makes him damaged goods.
He thinks he’ll ruin my chance at a normal life. I think he’s the missing piece I never knew I was searching for. Now I just have to convince this stubborn, sexy carpenter that some of the best families are the ones you choose for yourself—and that our love is strong enough to create the Christmas magic he never had as a child.
Because I’m not leaving Wildwood Valley without him.
