Dashing All The Way by Chelsea Curto

MARGO
After an ex-boyfriend told me I’d never be able to run a half marathon, I did what any logical woman would do: I set out to prove him wrong.
We’re going to pretend like I didn’t collapse at the finish line of the race.
It’s a good thing the hot paramedic caught me before I could fall.
It’s an even better thing I ran into him at the bar the next night.
He might be my ex’s dad and sixteen years older than me, but that won’t stop me from wanting to enjoy some holiday cheer with the man I can’t stop thinking about.

FINN
I knew who she was when I caught her, but she didn’t know who I was.
When her initial shock of my identity wore off, she came home with me.
I gave her the best night of her life.
It makes sense that I found her again at the finish line of another race, and now I’m determined to keep her around for longer than a night.
Forget the age gap. Forget her history with my son.
She might be the best Christmas present I’ve ever received, and I’m in no hurry to say goodbye.