Lissa was a twenty-year-old girl trying to make it in the equestrian world. She was sassy and smart, strong and a little weird. And she had no idea what she was doing.
Ethan was twenty-seven, tattooed, tall, dark, and hot. And lugging some baggage. He’d already made it in the business and brought Lissa on to help get her on her feet. And it turned out, he liked a little weird.
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring…but lust refused to settle in for a long winter’s nap.
She might be all nestled, snug in her bed, by why, oh why, do visions of the wrong guy dance in her head?
In part three of Hansel’s story…Limits are pushed, walls come down, and secrets are revealed. Fairy tales are cautionary tales, remember?
