Claus is my brother's best friend. He's also a grump. Having been jilted at the alter two weeks before Christmas, Claus is the last person I expected to see standing at my door with a dozen egg rolls and a bottle of wine in his hand to help heal my shattered heart. Add in the crooked Santa hat on his head, and my heart does a little flip. Claus has always been my brother's unattainable best friend. Never in a million years would I think he would look at me with anything other than pity. Until now.
Author
Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and to the place they now call home. Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights being a karate mom hauling her son to practices and tournaments. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, puppies, and baking.
