He was my biggest rival in law school. Then my everything. Until he broke my heart.

Mack McAllister was the most hard-core, winner-take-all law student I ever met. Next to me. It only made sense that we'd end up in a crazy, intense affair that lasted until we graduated.

He went to the west coast. I headed east.

Except, now, ten years later, I'm back in his territory.

I don't plan to call him. That was then, and this is now.

But when I discover the tough-edged, take-no-prisoners Mack McAllister is moonlighting as a mall Santa, well — this I have to see.

But the line is wild, and in sneaking through the kids, I end up on my back, tangled in tinsel, elves at my side.

And Jolly Ol' McAllister is helping me up, a question in those familiar eyes.

Does he get a second chance?

And if he does, how long until we fall apart all over again?