Nico
I don't take charity. Not even when a fire takes my workshop, my home, and jeopardizes every deadline I have before Christmas. So when a Boston hockey player offers me his carriage house, I set terms: I pay utilities, I clean up after myself, and the minute he wants his space back, I'm gone. What I didn't bargain for? A client who sees the work… and sees straight through me.
Jake
I finally have a no-trade clause, a house of my own, and one Christmas wish: furniture built to last. Now Boston's best woodworker is living under my roof, wearing my old practice jersey and guiding my hands across cherry wood until I forget how to breathe. I tell myself I’m just helping him out. Then his landlord calls with workshop space he can move into in January. When the sawdust settles, will Nico still want to stay?
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His Christmas Craftsman is a cozy, steamy M/M holiday hockey novella about a proud craftsman and the hockey player who wants all of him. It's instalove and forced proximity with a guaranteed HEA.