Cody Laughman, a lonely firefighter in New York City, gets a blast from the past when his late father’s lawyer approaches him with news. It has been three years since Cody’s father’s death, the family house needs to be sold. Although Cody is glad to get rid of this part of his life, there is one final thing he needs to do -- fly home to Muffin, Alaska, and make the property presentable.<br><br>He expects this to be a quick visit, just cleaning up some old memories he usually ignores. But memories are stubborn, and on top of everything else, he finds a real Christmas elf living in the attic of his house. Not a tiny fairy, but a full-grown, deliciously handsome man. He doesn’t even have pointed ears.<br><br>But can Cody open up to the possibility of finding love, when the ghost of Christmas past is still haunting him?

The Firefighter in the Snow

The stranger had followed him and was peeking around the corner into the bathroom.


The only question that made sense to Cody to ask was, “Why are you dressed like Santa’s little helper?”


The man shrugged. “Because I am. Or, well, I used to be.”


Cody paused, Band-Aid in hand, to look at the guy. He furrowed his brow. “It’s four-thirty A.M., I’ve had a very long flight, and I’m not sure my body has even made it into this time zone, yet. So why don’t you cut the crap and tell me who you are and what you’re doing here.” For no reason he could explain he added somewhat more softly, “I know it’s pretty awful out there. Don’t worry, I’m not going to kick you out tonight.”


Chapter 5