Thirty-six-year-old Kara Smith plans on cocoa, carols, and absolutely zero drama. Instead she gets: a snowbank, a dead phone, and a stalker who apparently majored in Alarm Codes 101. Good thing she knows exactly who to call—Mr. Almost-Too-Perfect with a tow strap, a reluctant smile, and muscles that should come with a warning label. Enter Nolan Burgess: single dad, small-business owner, and the man who’s been half in love with Kara since day one. He digs her out, warms her up, and refuses to pretend those threats piling up in her mailbox are just pranks . As the countdown to Christmas Eve accelerates, suspects pile up, chemistry ignites, and questionable gifts start appearing on Kara’s doorstep. Nolan’s plan to take care of the threat involves a neighbor’s rickety treehouse, a granny with a cane that doubles as a shillelagh, and a good old-fashioned stakeout. Unfortunately, everything goes south, and Kara ends up trapped in a car with the very person she hoped to never see face-to-face. Can she turn the trap on her captor before he vanishes with her for good