Trapped in a cabin with a man hot enough to melt snow, no way she’s getting through Christmas without tasting his eggnog… I could have spent Christmas weekend in my pajamas, binge-watching cheesy Hallmark movies, and pretending not to care I’m single for the second holiday season running like I planned. But when my crazy-ass grandmother throws a hissy fit, her insistence I come to visit means I have to spend it in Green Bank West Virginia. Now not only do I have to put up with a raving hypochondriac living off-grid in a house bus, but I also have to deal with the fact she also lives in a National Quiet Zone. That means no TV, Wi-Fi, cell, or any signal used by every other wireless device that keeps normal people connected to the world. A big fricken deal when I’m seriously addicted to technology. As if that wasn’t bad enough, when I arrive at the isolated cabin I’m supposed to be staying in, I find the cabin already occupied by a stupidly sexy businessman from DC. I’m just about to drive back to my Grandmother’s claustrophobic house bus when freak weather changes both our plans, and we’re forced to share the cabin. After an awkward first night, Ryker proves to be the perfect person to be trapped with. He’s funny, resourceful, has great food, and thanks to the board games in the cabin, he keeps me from going completely stir crazy. But when a game of strip poker gets a teeny bit out of hand, I find out Ryker is hiding more than an incredibly ripped body underneath his shirt and tie…