A steamy Christmas romance with one house, two strangers, and zero chance of a silent night.

She came home to survive the holidays. He just needed a place to land. Neither expected to collide.

The last place Felicity wants to spend Christmas is back home. Her twin sister’s suddenly insistent that everyone return for the holidays, which can only mean one thing: the boyfriend Felicity introduced her to is about to become the fiancé. And with her own love life freshly wrecked, she’s in no shape to play supportive sibling.

With her old bedroom occupied and no desire to cry on the couch, Felicity books the last rental house in town. A little distance. A little breathing room. Maybe a little peace.

What she gets is Klaus.

Grumpy, gorgeous, and in her space.

Klaus’s life is a holiday disaster—his condo’s flooded, his credit’s frozen, and crashing with his brother’s family is a nightmare in the making. He thinks he’s lucked out with an empty rental... until a curvy, sharp-tongued stranger shows up at the door claiming the same house.

Then the blizzard hits.

The power flickers.

And suddenly there’s nowhere to go—but closer.

They were supposed to be strangers.

They were supposed to make it through the week.

But Christmas has a way of changing everything.

A warm, witty holiday romance about missed chances, magnetic sparks, and what happens when the weather outside is frightful—but the tension inside is irresistible.