Cloaked by the black sky under a blanket of stars, it was easy to get lost. He didn’t have any good memories of his own and needed to borrow mine. I would willingly give him anything. Being infatuated with that boy was a beautiful curse. What could have been special didn’t get the chance to bloom. He’d never see me as more than his best friend’s kid sister. That was a hard lesson to learn, but not the most difficult. Grady had always been struggling against the odds. Eventually he quit fighting and let his family’s reputation own him. Try as I might, those influences were beyond my reach. He didn’t mean to break my heart. Or maybe he did. I shouldn’t have made it so easy for him. Either way, our wrongs against each other carved new lines between us. I went four years without seeing Grady—each one more painful than the last. That distance did nothing to dull my feelings toward him. But things are different now. Most noticeably is Grady. I barely recognize this man he’s become. And that’s the way he intends to keep it. Not that it really matters. Grady Bowen stopped being my happy something long ago.

    After the hours she’d been putting in, quiet and uneventful seemed like just the thing.She sure didn’t expect a sexy stranger, to come crashing into her life.One look into his midnight eyes and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to snuggle up to him instead of her new blanket.Maddox Holt didn’t care that it was close to Christmas. He had work to do and nothing was going to stand in his way.Especially not a curvy, sassy, bed and breakfast owner.He was a loner, who wasn’t looking for a woman--especially one that had forever written all over her.Maddox didn’t believe in love.But Christmas is the holiday for miracles...