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Will Holly's yuletide seduction teach this grizzly grump some new tricks, or is this old dog too set in his ways?
Holly
Who needs chestnuts roasting on an open fire when you've got a smoking hot mountain man to warm you up? This silver fox has a heart of gold, and I'm determined to unwrap it this holiday season.
Armed with candy canes, mistletoe, and curves that won't quit, I'm on a mission to stuff this grumpy bear's stocking. I'm ready to show him age is only a number. Who says you can't find love under the Christmas tree?
Nico
Holly is a gift I shouldn't open—all sparkle, sass, and temptation tied up with a bow. She has more holiday cheer in her pinky than I’ve had in years and a mouth that could make a sailor blush.
I tell myself she needs someone younger, who life hasn’t turned into a Grinch. Then one night, a drunk gets handsy with her at the bar, and suddenly I'm her flannel-clad hero. Now she's tangled in my sheets and making my North Pole rise faster than the temperature in my log cabin. Now she's tangled in my sheets and my thoughts, and for the life of me, I can't seem to let her go.
Warning: Contains an oversized candy cane, creative use of tinsel, and enough heat to melt the polar ice caps.
This November, get your jingle on with Dad Bod Christmas. Join your favorite instalove authors for all the festive feels as these irresistible Dad Bods unwrap their soulmates and find true love under the mistletoe. (Because it ain't the Holidays without the D... Dad Bods, you dirty-minded lot!)
Genre: Romance
Holly
Who needs chestnuts roasting on an open fire when you've got a smoking hot mountain man to warm you up? This silver fox has a heart of gold, and I'm determined to unwrap it this holiday season.
Armed with candy canes, mistletoe, and curves that won't quit, I'm on a mission to stuff this grumpy bear's stocking. I'm ready to show him age is only a number. Who says you can't find love under the Christmas tree?
Nico
Holly is a gift I shouldn't open—all sparkle, sass, and temptation tied up with a bow. She has more holiday cheer in her pinky than I’ve had in years and a mouth that could make a sailor blush.
I tell myself she needs someone younger, who life hasn’t turned into a Grinch. Then one night, a drunk gets handsy with her at the bar, and suddenly I'm her flannel-clad hero. Now she's tangled in my sheets and making my North Pole rise faster than the temperature in my log cabin. Now she's tangled in my sheets and my thoughts, and for the life of me, I can't seem to let her go.
Warning: Contains an oversized candy cane, creative use of tinsel, and enough heat to melt the polar ice caps.
This November, get your jingle on with Dad Bod Christmas. Join your favorite instalove authors for all the festive feels as these irresistible Dad Bods unwrap their soulmates and find true love under the mistletoe. (Because it ain't the Holidays without the D... Dad Bods, you dirty-minded lot!)
Genre: Romance
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