Ho. Ho. Ho.

 Heather Railing has had it with men. Every one she’s ever had has only caused her trouble.  The last one she still can’t get rid of, even though she called off the wedding and the idiot knows it’s over, but Naaman Anderson won’t accept that.  At her wits end from listening to her family sing Naaman’s praises and tired of Naaman’s constant badgering, she accepts her best friend’s offer for a couple of weeks away in paradise.

 Being a small town girl from west Texas, Key West is different from anything she could imagine and at Christmas it still feels like summer.  But she’s bound and determined to have fun. 

 Santa’s watching…

 Baine Gregor, retired from his days of working homicide on the Houston P.D., lives in Key West running the only coffee bar just off Duval Street.  In a town that’s known to party, he’s surprisingly very successful.  When his best friend from childhood calls and says they need to rent his loft for a friend of theirs in trouble, he readily agrees.  A widower and childless, he enjoys his uncomplicated life in paradise.

 A body turns up….

But paradise holds its own secrets.  While Heather and Baine reunite, a twisted killer is busy choosing his next victim.   

And Santa has eyes only for Heather.