Strip it. Flip it. Get home by Christmas. That was the plan. Falling for a gorgeous, antler-wearing waitress with a knockout smile? Even the best-laid plans go awry.
Big shot CEO Greyson Blair can’t believe he’s stuck spending the holidays in the Ass-End-of-Nowhere handling the sale of a decrepit mansion he never asked to inherit.
The house is a wreck, the locals are crazy, and there’s a waitress at the diner pretending to be French.
Allie Brooks is everything he’s not; warm, funny, and vivacious. And she keeps her sparkle even when she’s working three jobs to support her orphaned nieces.
She’s also the only hired help in town, and Greyson never mixes work and pleasure.
One nosy neighbor, a burst pipe, and a grudging stint as Santa Claus later, he’s beginning to wonder if that particular rule was made to be broken. By Christmas morning, the only thing Greyson wants to strip and flip… is her.