Two women. Two wishes. Two love stories with holiday heat and a HEA. Sophie’s Story (by Livvy Stone) Every time I sit on Santa's lap, I go from nice to naughty. The first time, a $5,000 dare to kiss Santa ended up in me losing my V-card to Patrick Carlton—my brother's best friend. When our whirlwind romance ended, I was heartbroken. Years later, my littlest one is scared of Santa, so I go first. Missing her late daddy, she innocently asks for a new one. My wish? A second chance at happiness. Then Patrick struts into my bakery with his pro hockey swag, as decadent as a chocolate lava ...

I knocked up my best friend’s daughter, The one I promised to protect… It’s been over a decade since I’ve last seen Kendall, And the last place I expected her to turn up was the club. She deserves better, so I offer her a job at my lake property. While she keeps it clean and organizes my office, I try to keep it professional and in my pants. She’s grown up into a fiery vixen, all bold curves and legs for days. And it makes things very… hard. The passion swirling in her eyes tells me the feeling is mutual. But she’s my best friend’s daughter I vowed to look after, Not submit ...

It’s been months since her dreams of forever were brutally shattered. Seven long months since her husband and soulmate, Lew, died in her arms, leaving her to carry on. Alone. And Davina Klein-Roberts still isn’t sure how to move forward. To escape her anguish, Davina throws everything into work, pushing Golden Oil Co., her self-built skin care line, to become a viral success. Now she’s poised to clinch a major endorsement deal too. But it’s bittersweet without Lew by her side.

Thinking outside the box resulted in the best night of my life. Until I discover the man I spent it with is my new boss. Attending a secret party where clothes are optional wasn’t a life goal of mine. But when the exclusive invitation ends up in my mailbox by accident...well. Who wouldn't be curious? It's not like I'm going to do anything. The handsome stranger I meet has different plans. One glance across the crowded party and an hour later we're stretched out on silk. No names and no regrets. But I’d forgotten there’s always a price to pay for pleasure.

I finally found the man of my dreams. Now, how do I tell him that my dangerous ex… is his brother? Alex Davison is Chicago’s hottest Billionaire. And working for this hot shot restaurateur is a deliciously painful new challenge. I was not supposed to fall for him. I was not going to let my temperature rise when his sultry eyes stared into mine. Under no circumstances would I let him catch me looking at his bulging pecs while we are at work. No way would I ever cross that professional line. I. Will. Not. Sleep. With. Alex. Davison. Cut to a moment of weakness that made that first kiss ...