A car accident in the middle of nowhere is the last thing I need right before Christmas. But after yet another fight with my controlling, overbearing family, I throw some clothes in a bag, jump in my car, and just…drive. Straight into a snowstorm. Oops. But then my mistake starts to feel like serendipity when Jack Carter—the rugged, broad-shouldered fire chief of Honey Ridge rescues me. He’s gorgeous. The best Christmas gift I could’ve ever asked for. Twice my age, he's confident, steady, and the kind of man who makes me feel safe for the first time in my life. Yes, he’s off-limits. What we’re doing will surely land us on the naughty list. And I have a life waiting for me back in the city. But what I really want to do is wrap myself in pretty paper and give myself to him under the mistletoe. And Jack? He doesn't want me to go back to that messy life, either. He wants me to be his good girl...forever. Her Mountain Christmas is a short and very spicy instalove Christmas novella, starring a protective fire chief, an innocent runaway, and enough heat to melt a blizzard.