Fudge, I’m Good by Tarin Lex

Maebry
I am not a grinch. I’ll show them.
If putting up a dang Christmas tree will get my friends off my back this year, then that’s what I’ll do.
The only problem? It’s the day before Christmas and every place is sold out…so unless I drive up the mountain to the Christmas tree farm to get a real one, I’m out of luck.
Ok, so maybe that wasn’t the only problem. There’s also treacherous roads and a snowstorm I’m liable to get trapped by.
Not to mention Hodan, the oddly sunshiney mountain man who owns the tree farm…and, apparently, according to my heart, he now also owns me. From the second I lock eyes with the burly man and his pot-of-golden-sunshine eyes. To the too-fast end of our time being stranded together.
What if I didn’t just put up a Christmas tree?
What if, together with Hodan, I actually saved—freaking—Christmas?