I used to think that true love was like Santa Claus.
As in, make believe.
That stockings were for peeling off.
Not filling up.
And that stuffing . . . Well, I’m sure you see where I’m going with that.
But this Christmas everything’s changing.
We’re still getting naughty under the mistletoe.
Bells are still being jingled a-plenty.
And there’s heaps of the white stuff around.
But this Christmas we’re finding the best gifts aren’t pulled from Santa’s sack.
Or found under the tree.
Because the best gift of all is family.
Warm up this holiday season with Mac, Ella, and the rest of the Hot Scots crew as they celebrate all things family. This scrummy novella is best read following a thorough introduction to the Hot Scot crew.