Synopsis

Synopsis

I've spent eighteen months trying to not fantasise aboutOwen. Every day, he comes into the coffee shop where I work and places the same order.

And every day, I manage to make a fool of myself.

When my kitchen floods, I have no choice but to reach out to Owen. It's not like our small Welsh village is overflowing with plumbers. Especially not ones who are prepared to come out on Christmas Eve with a snow storm rolling in.

To my surprise, Owen doesn't hesitate to help. Without a counter in between us, he's all the more tempting.

My pipes may be fixed, but it leaves me with a whole other problem. A six-foot tall problem who is every inch the man of my dreams.

Stranded at my house.

With only one bed.

Can Christmas fantasies come true? I guess I'm about to find out.

CW: Brief mention of family estrangement due to homophobia.