He'll get nothing but coal in his stocking.

Saddled with his great-aunt's Feline from Hell, Keane is desperate to leave her in someone else's capable hands. But in spite of the fact that he's sure he's never seen the drop-dead-gorgeous pet shop owner before, she seems to be mad at him . . .

Unless he tempers "naughty" with a special kind of nice . . .

Willa can't deny that Keane's changed since high school: he's less arrogant, for one thing�but he doesn't even remember her. How can she trust him not to break her heart again? It's time to throw a coin in the fountain, make a Christmas wish�and let the mistletoe do its work . . .