Spending Christmas in a stranger’s tiny home isn’t what Scarlett wants, but it might be just what she needs.


I travel alone. I eat alone. I sleep alone. I celebrate Christmas alone.

Being snowed in at a campground is my idea of heaven. I have an electric heater, lots of blankets, and plenty of food to keep me warm. A little subzero windchill won’t stop me from enjoying my holiday.

Unless the power goes out.


People are like ants, moving soil, carving out roads, building endlessly, upsetting the balance. I don’t like ants.

Any chance I get to be alone, I take it. Being snowed in at Jolly Days Campground on Christmas? No problem.

Except there is a problem. She’s in that Ford Transit van over there and if the power goes out, she’ll freeze to death.

So, of course, the power goes out.

And my tiny home just got way too crowded.

Tiny Home for Christmas is a forced-proximity, enemies-to-lovers, close-door romance about two cold hearts that slowly warm up to love.

My small-town high school bullies called me “walking stick.” I showed them by becoming a big-city model on the Fashion Week catwalk.

Now I’m back home to run my parents’ café, Home for the Hollandaise, while they both recover from surgeries. I came dressed to impress in my designer clothes, which is good because one of my former bullies, Reid, is the café’s general manager. Why didn’t my parents warn me?

He’s determined to usurp my authority while subtly flirting with me, but I’m determined to put Home for the Hollandaise back on the map, something Reid hasn’t done in two years as manager.

After the holidays, I’m heading back to New York City to rejoin my model boyfriend and resume my life. Never mind that Reid looks unexpectedly hot in a flannel shirt and treats my parents like they’re his own. He won’t interrupt my plans one bit. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

Home for the Hollandaise is a sweet romantic comedy about the magic that can happen when you give your worst enemy a second chance.