Messy Little Christmas
Sofie Daves
And the icing on this festive disaster cake? My brother-in-law’s off-limits best friend. Tall, grumpy, and annoyingly attractive. Merry freakin’ Christmas to me.
I never thought I’d find peace on Earth—or whatever you call it—after bolting from the altar in a poufy white dress. But then Tyler appeared.
Brooding, yes. Off-limits, absolutely.
And somehow, under all those layers of smoldering charm and “leave me alone” vibes, I can’t stop wondering if there’s something more. He’s got baggage. Trust me, I can see it a mile away—hello, I practically dragged my own matching set into this mess. But there’s something about him that makes me think maybe two broken hearts can find a way to put themselves back together.
The real question? Can we get over ourselves long enough to figure it out, or is this holiday trainwreck heading straight for disaster?

