Meeting a woman like CeeCee is the last thing I expect on Christmas Eve.
She’s funny, has a filthy mouth, and is a sexy-as-hell flirt.
Turns out I’m the mountain man she’s been reading about … and dreaming about.
Now we’re both stranded at an airport and I’m determined to make the best of it.
I have a few ideas on how to make time pass with CeeCee ….
It’s time to make her lumberjack fantasies come true.

Dear Reader,
This is a quickie and a classic filthy-sweet read.
Bradley’s our hero — and he’s going to do what it takes to get CeeCee singing more than a Christmas carol. She’s going to lose her voice screaming his name.
Merry Christmas, indeed.
xo, frankie

Previously published in the We Wish You a Naughty Christmas anthology.