Grumpy Pucking Christmas
Denton Blake hates Christmas, hates cookies and—most of all—hates losing control.
And I’m the reason his control is circling the drain.
He stormed into my bakery like a checked puck off the glass, practically accusing me of kidnapping his daughter.
Then not even twenty-four hours later, Mr. Tall, Dark and Terrifying is back at my bakery—not to apologize—but to ask me to teach that same little girl how to bake Christmas cookies.
He hates carols. I listen to them all year round.
He hates glitter. My house is covered in it.
He hates warmth… yet he keeps skating back into mine.
I should run.
He’s grumpy, moody, and has walls higher than a Chicago skyscraper.
But the more I push him away, the more I feel myself leaning in.
And when he finally breaks—when that iron control snaps and he touches me like he can’t get enough—it’s a night neither of us will ever be able to forget.
But will he be able to change his grumpy ways?
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