A lonely writer, a snow storm and a sexy man with amnesia…all the makings for one hot Christmas Eve! Can Ginny find the inspiration she needs to get her career, and love life, out of the cold? EXCERPT (G) When she turned around again, she found him already bundled in the blanket, which was good since she saw his boxer shorts as well as his jeans on the floor. Yup, he was naked under there, all right. Alone, in the middle of the night, with a naked stranger. She should probably be nervous. Ginny’s heart was beating faster, but not with nerves. Trying her best to ignore the boxer shorts, she retrieved the sopping wet jeans from the floor and hung them from an old nail stuck in the mantle. The family who owned this house probably hung their Christmas stockings there. Ginny hadn’t bothered to hang her stocking this year, but the naked and shivering Christmas gift she’d found in the snow qualified as the best thing she could imagine filling her stockings anyway. Sitting down next to him, she found the couch literally vibrated with his shivering. “How do you feel now?” “Cold.” Short and to the point. […]