The mistletoe kisser - lucy score

Just because I dont run around with a stupid grin on my face all day every day doesnt mean Im grumpy.

Ryan Sosa, grumpy former corporate accountant, has had it up to here with surprises.

He didnt see getting fired coming.

And he certainly didnt anticipate flying across the country to the worlds hippie-est, happiest, most annoying town to save his great-uncle from some mysterious emergency.

Not only is there actual snow on the ground, it also appears that elves on psychedelics have decked Blue Moons halls.

But he doesnt have time to be snarky about the impending Winter Solstice and Multicultural Holiday Celebration--whatever the hell that is.

Not when hes got a farm to save, a free-range sheep that he may or may not have nudged with his stupid microscopic rental car, and some small-town veterinarian telling him she cant take the animal off his hands.

Sammy Ames has a practice to manage and a fundraising crisis to attend to.

She doesnt have time to deal with a big-city grouch who doesnt remember being her first kiss ever.

Especially not since he wants to dump a sheep named Stan on her.

So not happening.

No matter how cute--and pantless--Ryan is when hes drunk.

Besides, as soon as he solves his uncles problem, hell be on the first flight out of Blue Moon, never to return again.

It will take a Winter Solstice Miracle or perhaps some matchmaking interference from the Beautification Committee to get these two to see eye-to-eye under the mistletoe.

unless hes the wrong Ryan after all.