Claude doesn’t believe in love. Harley doesn’t believe in fate. But this holiday season, the universe has plans for the two men who have no idea just how much they need each other.

Harley James has spent most of his adult life trying to maintain his public persona as a calm, collected, slightly anxious best-selling author. But then his fiancé leaves him for their couple’s therapist, and something in him snaps.

Publicly.

In front of hundreds of strangers.

In order to avoid a bigger scandal, Harley is sent to a resort in small mountain town in the middle of nowhere until it all blows over. Which is fine. Really. He can deal with a little silence and solitude for a few weeks. Although he’s a city boy, there are worse things in life than a forced vacation.

But when a strong masseur with magic hands begins to crack him like the over-boiled egg he is, Harley finds the idea of going home less and less appealing. It helps that the gorgeous, older massage therapist seems to be the first person who’s understood him in decades.

Still, there’s more to the silver-fox than meets the eye, and Harley quickly discovers that this Christmas, there might be miracles, but there are also complications. And two men running from the expectations of those around them might just find their only escape is in each other’s arms.