When my best friend offers to set me up with her brother on a blind date, I happily agree. I trust her, and I need some good fortune this holiday season. Except the Grinch doesn’t show. That’s right—he stands me up. Add that to my list of grievances this Christmas. But before I resign myself to spending this cheery month alone, searching the neighborhood for stray cats to love on, I meet a guy at a party. The only serious things about the charming mystery man are his sharp suit and even sharper jawline. It only takes a few minutes to realize he’s just the fun I need after all the drama overwhelming me lately. After one glass of bubbly and a few laughs to the tune of “Frosty the Snowman,” we steal a kiss under the mistletoe, and my life is forever changed. But right when I think I couldn’t be happier, I find out my holiday hottie is none other than my best friend’s brother—the smug lawyer who bailed on our blind date without so much as a text or apology. I should hate him, but it’s too late. I’m stuck under the mistletoe, replaying our kiss over and over in my head. I’m stuck on Griffin Chase.