Adley is an unusual elf. He prefers skiing to parties, doesn’t like to sing, and cares so little for elf conventions that his brother despairs of him ever getting married. Which is fine, because Adley has no intention of marrying just anyone.<br><br>When he meets Keru at the annual Christmas Eve party, the two are drawn to each other. The party may be the most important event of the elvish social calendar, but neither Adley nor Keru minds leaving early to take a walk. They enjoy an idyllic and romantic first date under an aurora, rescuing a reindeer calf along the way, and a relationship seems promising.<br><br>But their second date takes a dire turn when a skiing trip brings them face to face with a polar bear. They’d like to keep seeing each other ... if they can make it through their second date without being eaten!

Christmas Kisses at the North Pole

“Your gear could’ve waited until after the party.”


“Yes, if I wanted to delay startup.” The mechanical crews worked hard to make sure all production lines were ready to go on the morning of December 26. It was a point of pride. “Anyone who wants me to be irresponsible isn’t worth impressing.”


Fedment frowned in disagreement. “You could make an effort. At this rate you’ll be single forever.”


Adley hadn’t, though most elves would think he had. At forty-seven, he was old to be single. Most elves married by the age of forty and enjoyed at least a century with their spouse. Adley couldn’t think of anything more horrifying than spending a century with someone who considered socializing more important than a job well done. Therefore, though he was the oldest of three siblings, he was still unattached and intended to remain that way unless and until he found someone who shared his outlook on life.


Chapter 2