Christmas Fixer Upper

Welcome to Mistletoe Bay, where love happens one snow-dusted kiss at a time.

I only signed up for the dating app to help my neighbor beta test it.
That’s the story I’m sticking to.
It’s definitely not because the holidays get a little lonely. Or because the only men in my life lately have spines made of paper and live on the library shelves.
Then I matched with him.
Rhett Jennings.
Mistletoe Bay’s handyman and owner of the Red Barn Hardware store.
Tall, broad-shouldered, and with the perfect man bun. He looks exactly like one of the heroes on the cover of a romance novel.
Casual messages quickly turn into flirty jokes and late-night conversations. One date turns into two. Now every time I see his name pop up on my phone, I can’t help smiling like an idiot.
And when the library’s Christmas display comes crashing down in a storm of tinsel and glitter? He’s the one who shows up with a tool belt, a crooked grin, and that maddeningly patient way of looking at me.

He says he’s just fixing a few shelves. But, I think I’ve finally found my very own Prince Charming.