Home for the holidays.

That should be a good thing, right? Eggnog and Christmas carols. Mistletoe and family. Except my dad broke his leg hanging the family wreath. My brothers are at war over taking proper care of Dad. Oh, and I just found out our family business, the Kringle Inn, is failing!
The last thing I need is this mysterious new guy, who runs the Kringle tree farm, interfering. He's big, bearded and grumpy. He wears a lot of flannel and he does NOT like taking orders. Especially from me. We can't agree on anything other than saving the business.
Even if we have to kill each other doing it.
Or kiss each other doing it.
Because I might be falling for the guy.
My name is Kristen, don't call me Kris, Kringle and this is a Christmas Romance Emergency!