

Sadie & Vaughn
She booked room 4 in May. He paid for it tonight. The road is shut, and there's one bed.

One snowy little town. Eleven couples who absolutely should not fall for each other. Try stopping at one.
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She booked room 4 in May. He paid for it tonight. The road is shut, and there's one bed.


The bride's mother had one rule: flirt with the wedding party and the planner's fired. Then her dog ate the cake.


She owns the bookshop. He sells sleds right in front of her window. Third December in a row.
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Sadie Quinn had driven four hours through a snowstorm to sleep in room 4.
That was the whole plan. Room 4, the one with the brick fireplace and the window over the river. She’d booked it in May, for her and Grant, four nights over Christmas.
The man in it was wearing a towel. Just the towel. He was holding one of her welcome chocolates half unwrapped, like she’d interrupted something important.
“Hi,” he said.
“That’s my room,” Sadie said.
He looked at the number on the door. He looked at her. “It’s really not.”
Find out who gets room 4.
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I write the Christmas love stories I want to curl up with: small towns, big sparks, and stories worth staying up for.