Surviving the holidays will take a Christmas miracle . . .
Ex-cop Cat O’Connor is bored working for her sister, Chloe, as a personal assistant on the set of her soap opera. Until Chloe gets an opportunity to audition for the role of a lifetime and asks her identical twin to substitute for her on the soap with no one the wiser. It’s a perfect switch-until Cat attracts the attention of the mysterious Mr. Tall, Dark, and Way-too-handsome leading man.
Grayson Alexander never thought being snowbound in the charming town of Christmas, Colorado, for the holiday would get so hot. But between working with sexy, tough Cat on set and keeping his real reason for being there under wraps, he’s definitely feeling the heat. And if there’s one thing they’ll learn as they bring out the mistletoe, it’s that in this town, true love is always in season.
Chloe attempted to remove Fluffy’s nails from her velour hoodie while staring at Cat with an appalled expression on her face.”Why are you sitting on that man?”
“I . . . ” Cat looked from her sister to the man in question. She was still sitting on him. On his rock-hard abs. Why hadn’t she moved? Because everything happened too fast. It was the only acceptable explanation. It had nothing to do with being stunned stupid by his movie-star good looks.
He raised an eyebrow. What was with the sardonic look? Oh no, he was not putting her on the defensive. He’d broken into her sister’s dressing room. Cat attempted to get off him without any further rubbing of her body on his, which wasn’t easy. She gave up and awkwardly scrambled to her feet.
“About bloody time,” she thought he muttered, but couldn’t be sure because she was back to being stunned stupid when he flashed her a smile. A smile so gorgeous it belonged in a toothpaste commercial.
Pathetic. Cat was so off her game it wasn’t even funny. Here she was thinking about his full, seductive lips and his perfect white teeth when her sister’s life was on the line. Cat fisted her hands on her hips, put on her cop face, and went to glare down at the man. Only he rose to his feet with leonine grace, tugging the sleeves of his white shirt below his suit sleeves. She had to look up and took one step back, then another.
Behind her, Chloe sucked in a breath. Cat knew what that sucking sound meant, and it wasn’t good. Her sister had gotten her first good look at the man. “Chloe, wait for me in the hall. I need to question . . .”
Her sister practically threw the animal at the older woman, shoving Cat out of the way with her hand extended. And there it was again, his smile. Only this one seemed friendlier, more genuine, and just as flipping gorgeous. She waited for her sister to react. She didn’t disappoint.
spending time with her very own real-life hero, their four wonderful children, an adorable grandbaby, and a yappy Yorkie named Bella.