Description
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?