Got Mistletoe

Millbrook Falls Series, Book 3

Love, tinsel, and a secret sealed in the attic.

Alex Nightingale’s plan was nine words long: sell the house, clear the debts, start over somewhere.

Then a great-aunt she met exactly twice leaves her a crumbling house on the hill — with one string attached. Reopen the Marlowe Christmas Ball, dark for years, by December 24… or the whole estate passes to the Historical Society.

The only man who can get the house ready in time is Hunter Owens — gruff, exacting, and precisely the wrong person to catch Alex undoing three weeks of his work four seconds after meeting him. With a garden rake.

She can’t pay him, so now she owes him. But the work runs late, Ruby’s counter at Scattered Beans opens a betting pool, and half of Millbrook Falls decides the Ball — and Alex’s love life — is community property.

Then, tucked in the back of the attic, they find a letter — addressed to a man long gone, and never once opened. And whatever’s been sealed inside it all these years is about to change everything Alex thought she knew about the house she came to sell.

The trouble is, the house she came to sell is starting to feel like home. And the man who can fix anything won’t let a soul near what’s broken in him.

Got Mistletoe is a closed-door small-town Christmas romance with forced proximity, an inheritance with strings, a long-kept secret, a whole town of cheerful meddlers, a slow thaw between two guarded people, and mistletoe hung over the ballroom doors.

Because some houses take more than paint to bring back to life — and some people take a whole town, one stubborn Christmas, to finally let themselves be found.