Snow Place Like Home (Home Sweet Holidays)

by Laura Pavlov

Sending you holiday wishes and mistletoe kisses. And remember . . . What happens under the mistletoe, stays under the mistletoe. XO, Laura

Ace Bonetti. My brother’s lifelong best friend and the best man at the wedding.

Goldie Sunshine Jacobs. She was that girl. Her name fit her well. Beautiful, funny, thoughtful, smart, and kind. I’d never once crossed the line with her, but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it. A couple hundred times. Fine. Maybe thousands.

And Goldie was always the girl I’d compare everyone else to. Sadly, no one compared to her.

But then she’d gone off and gotten a dickhead boyfriend in college, and they’d stayed together up until recently. I despised the dude, and I’d never hidden my disdain—I’d just hidden it under the ruse of being protective—but truth be told, I was jealous.

Long story short, Goldie had always been off limits.

I would walk through fire for this girl.

But every time I searched the room, I found her. Sunny. My eyes always managed to find her in a crowded room. It had been that way for as long as I could remember. And apparently, nothing had changed.

Ace Bonetti just admitted that he’d had a crush on me when we were in high school. And now he’d agreed to come inside. I wasn’t freaking out at all. Not. At. All.

“Yep. It feels like home. And there’s a girl I’m crazy about who happens to live in White Cap Mountain. And I hear she’s finally single.” My fingers moved to the scruff on his peppered jaw. “Kiss me, Ace.” And his lips crashed into mine.