Recently divorced from his Hollywood screenwriter husband, Nick Holly returns at Christmas to the home of his childhood in Vermont to start a new life in his familiar hometown. Almost immediately he runs into his best friend and crush from high school, Jolly Whitaker, who is also recently divorced and as sexy as he ever was.<br><br>With Nick’s mom encouraging him to see if there is anything still between him and Jolly, Nick embarks on a holiday of discovery and the knowledge that coming home to Vermont is more welcome than he believed. Perhaps this Christmas it really will be a Holly Jolly Christmas.

Holly Jolly

As we were getting into his car, he looked at me. “Want to come by my place for a bit?”


I pretty much knew what he was getting at. If I went with him to his house, we’d end up having sex. I was sure of it.


Once having sex with Jolly had been everything to a teenaged me. But now? Did I want to go there?


Neither of us made any pretense that I was going to his house for a chat. Once Jolly let us in with his key, he took my hand and led me straight to his bedroom.


Anticipation and excitement coursed through me. This was finally happening after all these years.


Back in high school, as Jolly had alluded to, we did a lot of kissing and feeling each other up. Once we’d even jerked each other off. It had been pretty eye-opening for me. But we never got further than that, and Jolly, of course, had moved on with Sally.


“Stop thinking of the past,” Jolly correctly guessed as he reached for the hem of my shirt. “Let’s only focus on the future now. Ours.”


Chapter 12