Welcome to Mistletoe Bay, where love happens one snow-dusted kiss at a time.
I’ve spent most of my adult life elbow-deep in flour and frosting, running Dockside Café with my best friend and pretending I don’t notice the firefighter who comes in every morning smelling faintly of smoke and pine.
Hayes Thatcher. Mistletoe Bay’s brooding hero. My best-kept temptation.
He’s steady, reliable, endlessly kind—and the kind of man who becomes feral when anyone dares to cross me. Everyone in town knows: touch me, and die.
We’ve danced around this for years—him overly protective, me stubbornly independent—but when a late-night kitchen disaster throws us together, the sparks we’ve been ignoring finally ignite. And suddenly, my carefully ordered life is burning in all the right ways.
Second chances are rare. Love that fierce? Scarcer. But with him, scorching kiss, every stolen moment, and every cookie-laced bribe feels like it was meant to be.
Because in Mistletoe Bay, some hearts aren’t just warmed by Christmas—they’re kindled.