One Bed for Christmas

One snowstorm. Two former friends. And unfortunately, only one bed.

Ben: I haven’t seen Caleb Jensen in twenty years. Not since the night we almost kissed and he ghosted me. I’m fine with my quiet life in Wisconsin. I’m fine spending Christmas alone. Then a blizzard dumps Caleb on my doorstep—frozen, stranded, and looking even better than he did when we were teenagers. I can’t turn him away, but I don’t have to like it. And I definitely don’t have to look at his mouth and wonder what if.

Caleb: I swore I’d never go back. I thought Ben rejected me back then, and I’ve been running ever since. But Mother Nature has a twisted sense of humor. Now I’m snowed in with the only man I’ve ever truly loved, in a cabin that feels like it’s shrinking by the hour. The tension between us is hot enough to melt the snow, but the past is a minefield.