I ASKED SANTA TO SKIP THE PRESENTS, but I got a surprise visit from my ex.
I’m a curvy, single mom trying not to crumble this Christmas and his return has me twisted like a candy cane.
He is the sexiest mountain man I’ve ever seen, but his career as a doctor is all he cares about.
He ditched our small town before I told him about our baby.
When he asks for a second chance, my heart wants to believe him but…
He’s on the naughty list for a reason.
One smoldering kiss under the mistletoe doesn’t mean I forgive him.
Can I resist the sweet nothings he whispers with his enticing Italian accent and the tickle of his beard?
I’ve got a new Christmas wish, and I hope it’s not too late.