There are three things people should know before letting me near an injured professional athlete.

One, I am very good at my job. 

Two, my bedside manner has been described as “aggressively cheerful in a way that feels humanly questionable.” 

Three, I will absolutely threaten a grown man with resistance bands if he lies to me about his pain level.

Crew Wolfcraft lies about his pain level. Constantly.

He also has a hip that’s one bad twist from ending his career, a charity weekend he’d rather die than attend, and the conversational range of a man being held hostage. I’ve been hired to keep him upright through Christmas. That’s the job.

Then a reporter asks a question under the mistletoe, Crew opens his mouth, and my grandmother’s ring—the one on my hand, the one being resized, the one I am absolutely not engaged with—becomes a headline.

I don’t correct him.

In my defense: my Tía Marta has lined up a dentist, an architect, and a firefighter for me to meet before Christmas Eve.

Now there’s a tamalada, four aunts with a group chat and no fear of God, a cat named Don Gato Corleone who has chosen him over me, and a man who was supposed to leave in January learning my grandmother’s recipes like he’s planning to stay.

I can rehab a hip in eight weeks.

I have no idea what to do about the rest.

From USA Today Bestselling Author Claudia Burgoa comes a grumpy-sunshine fake-engagement romance about a big, loud Mexican-American family, a hockey player with a bad hip and worse coping skills, and one very small lie that refuses to stay small.

🎄 Fake Engagement

🎄 Hockey Romance

🎄 Grumpy x Sunshine

🎄 Big Loud Mexican Family

🎄 Found Family

🎄 Forced Proximity

🎄 He Falls First

🎄 Meddling Tías

🎄 A cat with very strong opinions