If someone tells you that waiting for your boyfriend in a giant stocking is a good idea, they’re WRONG.
I learn this the hard way when I discover my boyfriend is cheating on me.
Once again, I find myself crying on the very broad and sturdy shoulders of my best friend, Weston.
And even though he rejected me when we were kids, my feelings for Weston start bubbling back to the surface.
Especially when he insists that we work our way through the list of twelve holidates I had planned for my ex.
Twelve dates with my super hot and totally perfect BFF? Um, okay. You don’t have to ask me twice!
Only… the dates continue to be disasters.
The biggest disaster of all is the way I’m about to get my heart crushed AGAIN by my best friend.
Because I can’t hide my feelings anymore, and I don’t think being just friends is enough.
Winning over Weston would take a Christmas miracle …