A Very Hoppy Christmas

I had two goals this Christmas: keep Mistletoe Brewing Company running smoothly and avoid my younger brother’s best friend, Cade Murphy, like the plague.

My New Year’s Eve hookup with the annoyingly handsome lobsterman still haunted me—a single night of mind-bending intimacy I was convinced he regretted.
For nearly a year, I’ve done everything I can to dodge him, but when he blurts out that he’s done giving me space to process my feelings, I’m gobsmacked.
It turns out we both had it wrong. And now we’re making up for lost time.
Talking. Laughing. Falling into bed together every chance we get. And yes, tearing down every wall I built between us.
By Christmas Eve, I’m not just falling for Cade—I’m finally letting myself picture a future I never believed was possible.
And now, maybe the only thing scarier than letting him in is realizing I never want him to leave.