It's Christmastime. Joy is in the air, though not for me, Angel McLaughlin. I'm running away from my past, and just in the nick of time, my sister sends me a plane ticket to Ireland and a letter explaining she's given me three gifts. Gifts? Bah. Until I glimpse my second gift, Pax O'Sullivan, my childhood sweetheart. I deny the pattering of my wanton heart, seeing my grown-up pen pal. He is hot, handsome, and ridiculously rich. Old hurts rush in, and I am ready to bolt, but a freezing gale strands us at his cottage, and slowly, my heart thaws while my libido sets fire. Is this a lesson in lust, or can Pax teach me how to fall in love with Christmas...and him all over again?