Not A Christmas Romance

She wanted a week at a stillness retreat. Instead, she got a blizzard, a ride with a Christmas rock band, and a ski instructor in her bed.

New York book editor Libby Thompson has just found out that her ex is engaged. He’s the third man to marry the woman he dated right after her. All Libby wants for Christmas is a week of peace and quiet at a Montana retreat to take stock of her life and let go of the past. So when a blizzard cancels her flight, she talks the ridiculously handsome stranger at the rental counter into sharing his car.

Ski instructor Cal Beckett is headed to the same small mountain town for his mother’s Christmas Eve wedding. He’ll happily split the drive. Settling down, on the other hand, sounds like a good way to ruin a life he likes just fine.

Then their rental lands in a snowbank. A rock band called the Naughty List picks them up, a volunteer Santa ropes them into playing Mr. and Mrs. Claus, and three dogs claim the couch at the ranch where they’re snowed in. That leaves one bed for the two of them.

Libby wants someone who’ll stick around. Cal’s already got one foot out the door. They can agree on one night. It’s the thought of saying goodbye on Christmas morning that’s starting to give them trouble.

A steamy forced proximity holiday romcom about a road trip that goes spectacularly wrong, and two strangers who find they might just have more in common than they thought.

🌶️🌶️🌶️ This book contains explicit sexual content and adult themes, and is intended for readers aged 18 and over.