That Time We Kissed Under the Mistletoe: A Sweet Romantic Comedy

My holly jolly Christmas just went up in smoke. Literally ...

Playing nursemaid to Bradford “Three” Fuller is the last thing I need for Christmas.

But for the next few days, I'm stuck in charge of my ex's sparkling eyes, his ridiculous abs, and his (mostly) accidental kisses.

I don't have a choice.

You see, Three's only hurt because of me. And not like he hurt me a decade ago. Like ... I literally concussed the man with a fire extinguisher.

Still, a make-or-break mission for my parents is w...