Who would have thought she could fall in love with Santa Claus?
Dr. Eloise Pollard was looking forward to her Christmas wedding. Sort of. The last thing she expects is to be kidnapped by a desperate man in a Santa suit, a man with a bullet hole in his side and an attitude to match, a cop killer on the run.
He’s ready to set her free but she can’t leave an injured man untended. And at least he manages to ruin the atrocious wedding dress she was being forced to wear—she owes him for that.
She believes him when he tells her he’s an innocent man. But with half the Boston police force after them, it’s getting harder and harder to hide out. All they can do is get out of the city and find help. And ignore their growing attraction.
James Fitzpatrick is a man on the run. The crooked cops are out to get him, and he needs to find out the truth behind a certain jewel robbery, but suddenly he’s got this feisty bride keeping him company. Thing were getting worse and worse.
Particularly because he can’t keep his eyes, his mind, and his hands off her.
It’s definitely not a good time to fall in love.
