She’s a scandal-prone starlet with more baggage than can fit in her designer luggage. He’s a broody biker who’d rather fix a motorbike engine than deal with her drama. Missy only wanted to lay low and figure out how to salvage her career. Instead, a Nor’easter dumps her literally on the wrong doorstep in Wolfe Point. His doorstep. And his idea of hospitality? A scowl, a growl, and one blanket he swears is “big enough for two.” Now she’s stuck snowed in with a man who chops wood like it’s foreplay, kisses like he means trouble, and makes “keep your distance” sound like a dare. No power. No escape. Just one storm, one fire, and one question: Will they survive Christmas… or burn right through it?