Bastian Cole. He’s the ex who broke my heart, the man who up and left without an explanation or so much as a goodbye, just a note saying he was sorry. Seriously? You’re sorry? Yep, in one fell swoop he crushed any joy I had in my soul, ruined my faith in true love, and destroyed the dream we shared of running our very own BnB in Mulligan’s Mill.
That was three years ago, but those shattered dreams are about to turn into my worst nightmare. For not only have my parents, Lonnie and Ronnie, stayed in contact with Bastian all...
BENJI
Bastian Cole. He’s the ex who broke my heart, the man who up and left without an explanation or so much as a goodbye, just a note saying he was sorry. Seriously? You’re sorry? Yep, in one fell swoop he crushed any joy I had in my soul, ruined my faith in true love, and destroyed the dream we shared of running our very own BnB in Mulligan’s Mill.
That was three years ago, but those shattered dreams are about to turn into my worst nightmare. For not only have my parents, Lonnie and Ronnie, stayed in contact with Bastian all this time. To my utter dismay and anger, I now find out they’ve invited him to spend Christmas with us in Mulligan’s Mill.
While my parents seem utterly clueless to the hurt this man has inflicted upon me, my cousin Connie thinks the best way to get through the festive season is to invent a fake boyfriend. Meanwhile, I seem doomed to spend the worst Christmas of my life with not only my dysfunctional family… but the ex I never wanted to see again… the man I never stopped loving, despite what he did to me.
BASTIAN
When Lonnie and Ronnie invited me to spend Christmas with them in Mulligan’s Mill, the idea terrified me. I knew what Benji thought of me, and who could blame him? I broke his heart, I wrecked his dreams, I torched the perfect romance and walked away as it all went up in flames.
I had my reasons, but would Benji ever understand… would he ever give me a chance to explain… could he ever forgive me?
There was only one way to find out, and that is to return to Mulligan’s Mill. I might be wishing for a Christmas miracle, but maybe, just maybe, Benji and I could reignite the love, the dream, the future we once had. If we can just survive Christmas at the Larsons first.
