Month: December 2025

Epilogue Noel One Year Later I swear to peppermint fudge, if this man touches my stomach one more time, I’m going to strangle him with a garland strand. “Nash,” I snap, swatting his hand away for the third time this morning, “stop poking the belly like it’s a freaking snow globe.” He doesn’t flinch. Just

Chapter 18 Nash Ihate cameras. Always did. Always will. They remind me of everything fake in this world—pretense, illusion, bullshit for an audience. But now there’s a camera two feet from my face, and I’m supposed to smile and talk about snowflake-pattern throw pillows without snapping like an unhinged lumberjack. All because of her. Noel Hart—interior

Chapter 17 Nash Iknew it the second I opened the cabin door and found her coat gone from the hook. The fire was still going. The blanket she’d wrapped herself in last night—after she came apart in my arms like snowfall—was folded on the couch. But she was gone. And I deserved it. Because I

Chapter 15 Noel Isink deeper into the hot tub and let the heat curl around me like a lover’s arm. Correction—a grumpy, wet, broody mountain man’s arm. Because Nash Hollis is across from me. In the flesh. And there’s a lot of that flesh on display. It’s been twenty minutes since the knock on the door that interrupted

Chapter 14 Nash She tastes like cinnamon and sugar and a challenge I didn’t know I needed until she slammed into my life in combat boots and a suitcase full of twinkle lights. Noel Hart is chaos. Wrapped in red lipstick. Rolled in glitter. Glowing in firelight and humming with heat as her lips part

Chapter 13 Noel The power goes out sometime after midnight. One second we’re both staring at the flickering flames and trying not to make eye contact again, and the next, the cabin hum dies. The lights vanish. The heater clicks off. Then silence. And dark. Pitch black, until Nash tosses another log on the fire

Chapter 12 Nash That kiss was a mistake. No. It was a goddamn revelation. Soft and demanding. Sweet and savage. She kissed like she meant it. Like she knew exactly what she wanted and dared me to meet her in the middle. Hell if I didn’t want to. But then Miriam showed up with her spiked cocoa and