Life isn’t a romcom… or is it?
Well, if you ask Jo Willoughby’s family, it is. Or rather, it will be. Enter a great, heaping gob of cousins, crazy family banter, and the determination to send her off to run a family Christmas village and get her away from the temptation to brood over her lost love.
Finding herself in upper New York with a “made to order” lumberjack wannabe who follows her family’s script to the perfect T… well, Jo gets nervous. Nerves bundle up until a side of her emerges that no one recognizes—even herself. And she likes that side. Okay, she likes the part of it that feels free to steal lumberjack—um, Soren’s—coffee at will.
And she likes the flirting. And the promise of a chapter four in the near future. It better be the very near future. But with mistletoe appearing willy-nilly, it should happen.
Is it time yet?