If she’s her way .

Willa Davis is wrangling young puppies when Keane Winters stalks into her family pet shop with aggravation in his chocolate-brown eye and a red bedazzled kitty carrier in his hand. He needs a kitty sitter, stat. But the very last thing Willa requirements is to rescue a man who doesn’t actually remember her . . .

He’ll get nothing but coal in his stocking.

Saddled with his great-aunt’s Feline from Hell, Keane can be desperate to keep her in somebody else’s capable hands. But in spite to the fact that he’s sure he’s under no circumstances seen the drop-dead-gorgeous pet shop owner before, she seems to be mad at him . . .

Unless he tempers “naughty” with a particular kind of great . . .

Willa can’t deny that Keane’s changed since high school: he’s less arrogant, for one thing-but he doesn’t even remember her. How do she trust him not to break her heart again? It is time to throw a gold coin in the fountain, make a Christmas wish-and let the mistletoe do its work . . .