Hazel: The hot guy in a suit has never been my type. The one sitting across from me on the train? He's the cold-day-in-hell I want nothing to do with. But when our train stops in the middle of nowhere, and my laptop full of filthy fantasies skips into his hands, I need to admit that I don't mind the idea of spending a few hours making very bad decisions with Sam—even if he reminds me of a time in my past I wanted to leave forgotten forever. Sam: She's not interested in small talk. Or any kind of conversation, and I'm fine with that. So what if I can't stop looking at her? Wondering what if? Hazel's not into me. End of story. Until a snowstorm traps us in the middle of nowhere, and the night stretches ahead of us. Maybe we can find a game to pass the time. Something secret and special, and limited to one night only. Portions of this book were first published in 2018 in the the Reindeer Games anthology.