A Christmas Spark

When my best friend found out Id be alone over Christmas, she hooked me up with a week's stay in her familys cabin in Idaho. I was on a publishing deadline for my latest book and was really looking forward to a cozy week by the fire, cuddled up in flannel pajamas with my laptop and hot chocolate. Alone. So imagine my surprise when I arrived at the cabin during a blizzard and found it already occupied by an all too familiar face and a fine pack of chiseled abs. Even though it had been ten years since Id last seen Chase, he had no problem picking up exactly where we left off. I had a big problem with it. It didnt matter what he threw at methe old nickname, the teasing, his charming grin, or even those chiseled abs (did I already mention those?), I refused to let him get to me after...the incident. Nope, not me. I was made of stone. Unfortunately, Im beginning to understand that when you strike Chase against stoneyou get sparks. A Christmas Spark is a closed-door romantic comedy full of sizzle, witty banter, and mild, teasing innuendos, but nothing that would make your grandmother blush.