His Christmas Craftsman
Temporary arrangement … or something built to last?
Nico
I don’t take charity. Not even when a fire takes my workshop, my home, and jeopardizes every deadline I have before Christmas. So when a Boston hockey player offers me his carriage house, I set terms: I pay utilities, I clean up after myself, and the minute he wants his space back, I’m gone. What I didn’t bargain for? A client who sees the work… and sees straight through me.
Jake
I finally have a no-trade clause, a house of my own, and one Christmas wish: furniture built to last. Now Boston’s best woodworker is living under my roof, wearing my old practice jersey and guiding my hands across cherry wood until I forget how to breathe. I tell myself I’m just helping him out. Then his landlord calls with workshop space he can move into in January. When the sawdust settles, will Nico still want to stay?
His Christmas Craftsman is a cozy, steamy M/M holiday hockey novella about a proud craftsman and the hockey player who wants all of him. It’s instalove and forced proximity with a guaranteed HEA.
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