Christmas Eve Do-Over by Marika Ray

When Christmas Eve leads to disaster of epic proportions, fate should give you a do-over, don’t you think?

Shasta
A chance encounter with a Harley-riding Santa and a bulging sack of goodies on the worst day of the year turns my world upside down. Too bad I’m on a man diet, especially from silver foxes who give me heart palpitations and hot flashes. I cling to willpower like a starving woman front and center at a buffet and say no to each of his swoon-worthy attempts to rekindle the romance I walked away from decades before.

Duke
She’s got so much baggage I’m tripping over it in my efforts to show her how great we could still be together. When she makes an offer most men would jump at, I almost accept. But everything I’ve ever wanted has slipped through my fingers and I won’t let us be another casualty. Just one question: how do you woo a woman who has sworn off all men forever?