Silent Night, Filthy Night

My best friend’s older brother was supposed to help me move. Then he ended up in my head, my bed, and wrecking my ability to think straight. One touch turns into a filthy snowstorm motel night we definitely didn’t keep quiet. Now we’re dodging mistletoe, nosy relatives, and my best friend… while I fall stupidly, wildly in love. Merry chaos, indeed.