She kisses me under the fake mistletoe, thinking I’m someone else.

She calls it a mistake—a mix-up she’d rather forget.

I intend to prove otherwise, because one taste of Brandy Bloom and I know I’m in trouble.

She’s all curves, sass, and Christmas sparkle—dressed like a sinfully sexy elf.

I offer her one night, and she agrees.

But I want more. I just met the woman of my dreams, and I crave everything she has to give—her easy laugh, the fire in her eyes, and the way she fits perfectly in my arms.

She thinks one night has to be enough.

But I disagree. And once I have her back in my arms?

I’m not letting her go.

*This novella has been re-edited into first person point of view and has a new cover, but the story is the same as the original.