This is a sweet rom com about uptight Mary and the sexy new man who makes her blush way too much. She’s a single mom struggling to protect her young son’s heart from the hateful father who walked away from him, but Mary focuses so much on everyone else that she never thinks of herself. Enter Nicole, a pink-haired, pierced fairy godmother who tells it like it is. She’s made Mary her next project and she won’t rest until Mary loosens up and has some fun.
Chase is the perfect man for her in every way, especially because he loves Aiden as much as he loves Mary and he quickly forms a unique bond that the boy never had with his selfish, absentee father. Mary has a lot of hang-ups and Chase has a lot of baggage of his own, but they’re so good together, none of that should matter.
This story has a great supporting cast, from Roger the crotchety neighbor to Dottie the – well, words don’t do her justice, you’ll just have to read it for yourself, but trust me, you’ll want more Dottie. This book was laugh out loud funny and worth every minute.
She’s a sexually repressed control freak. He’s a muscular ex-con with heavier baggage than Santa’s toy bag. They’re everything each other never wanted.
I’m usually the first person on my block to decorate for Christmas. This year? Humbug.
My six-year-old son, Aidan, just had a meltdown after learning some hard truths from a drunk Santa impersonator, and I can no longer deny we both need help. Change is hard for Aidan, and right now he’s dealing with several big ones, including A) his father abandoning us, B) our move to Asheville, and C) the Santa snafu.
And me? I’m a control freak, and my life is more out-of-control than a sled on ice.
That’s why I agree to let Aidan join Butterfly Buddies, a group that matches kids with adult mentors.
It’s also why I agree to a mentor of my own—terrifying, pink-haired Nicole, who wants to help me live life on the wild side. Her advice is strangely compelling, especially after I meet Aidan’s new “buddy,” a gorgeous tattooed hunk of a man who makes me wish there weren’t cobwebs in my…well, you know.
Mary O’Shea is sexy as hell, but she doesn’t know it.
She also doesn’t know I’m an ex-con, and if she finds out that I served three years in prison, extenuating circumstances won’t matter to her.
The last thing I should do is get attached to her kid…or her, but I didn’t get in this position by making good decisions.
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