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All I wanted was a tree, not to fantasize about the farmer's large… axe.

I knew this was a bad idea the moment my friend dragged me to the Christmas tree farm. Me—the girl who can't even assemble Ikea furniture—cutting down my very own tree?

Within two minutes I fail to pick one, stumble over my own feet, and fall flat on my ass right into a puddle. Just my luck—making a spectacle of myself in front of the hottest lumberjack in a Santa hat I've ever seen.

He's as solid as I'm flustered. Serious, bordering on grumpy, with an intriguing spark in his eye—like he's secretly laughing at me. And when he helps me up, his gaze lingers just a little too long.

I'm in my single era, not looking for a man. Yet my heart insists this quiet, rugged grump might be the Christmas miracle I didn't know I needed.

In this steamy yet humorous holiday-themed curvy girl / dad-bod romance, Ruby and Nick navigate Christmas tree disasters, an unexpected flirtation, and an attraction strong enough to pin you against the wall and take your breath away.