A deliciously sexy, stepbrother stalker, holiday romance by USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry

I didn't know his eyes were the ones watching me...

I ran to the woods to disappear. No food or hope. Just a broken heart filled with memories of a cheating ex and a marriage in shambles.

Then the gifts started appearing.

Firewood stacked neatly outside the door. Homemade food in the fridge and a note with an all-too familiar handwriting. He never knocked. Never spoke. Just…watched.

Until the night I ventured too far…and he came to save me.

Now he says I belong to him. That he’s waited years for me. That no one—not my ex husband, not my family, not the rules of the world—will take me from him again.

Because Owen isn’t a stranger. He’s my stepbrother.

My forbidden first crush and the boy they warned me about. But he’s all grown now. And this man’s come to claim what’s his and make me beg for more.

This Christmas, I haven’t been a good girl, so I know I won’t be getting a big wrapped present under the tree. Instead I’m getting dragged to bed, kissed breathless, and ravaged under the mistletoe.

I’ve never wanted anything more.

Warning: This is a dark, taboo, obsessive, stepbrother romance with intense heat, twisted love, and a very happy (and filthy!) ending. If you like possessive men and holiday spice, unwrap this one carefully.