Flirting with the Scrooge

'Twas a month before Christmas, and all through the town,
Everyone was ready to celebrate, except my hot and grumpy new neighbor.
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Christmas is my favorite time of year with the festive parties and holiday cheer. But having Connor Tyler move in next door is as much fun as searching for a burned-out bulb in a string of lights.
His rugged good looks and guitar can make anyone swoon. That doesn't change the fact that he slammed the door in my face when I welcomed him with a tray of homemade cookies.
But I won't let his bah-humbug attitude damper my holiday spirit. This year, more than ever, I need to deck the halls and revel in being jolly. As I ramp up my holiday cheer, Connor spends more and more time casting lingering glances toward my... mistletoe. When a blizzard hits, a gesture of hospitality leads to exchanging more than presents.

As Christmas draws nearer, I chip away at his icy facade only to discover a painful truth. There's an expiration date on his time next door.
And I'm certain I don't have enough boxes of tinsel to convince him to stay.