The Christmas Catch (Holiday Harbor Series Book 1) by Hannah Gray

Author:Hannah Gray [Gray, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hannah Gray Books LLC
Published: 2025-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

“You’re shitting me,” I mumble, creating a puff of smoke in the air from my breath because this car is so fucking cold. I turn the key again, squeezing my eyes shut and hoping for the best. “Come on, you stupid car. Don’t take a giant shit on top of my already-shitty day.”

The car won’t start, and I inhale a deep breath, trying to calm myself before I have a full-on meltdown in this coffee shop parking lot and things get ugly. I don’t need this today. This morning, I stubbed my toe. And then I found out my favorite Netflix series had been canceled. Twenty minutes ago, Katherine gave me a death glare and then walked out of the café. Now, my car won’t start.

All of this shitty stuff, and it’s not even Christmas yet.

Pushing the door open, I start toward the café to find the sign now says it’s closed. “Amazing,” I grumble, taking my phone from my pocket.

I could call Ridge. After all, I have his number, but something tells me he’d probably tell me to fuck off. And I don’t know anyone else in the area—well, besides his family, and they sure as hell don’t want to hear from me either. So, I suppose I’ll call the closest garage and have it towed.

A loud exhaust startles me, and I look up to find a big white truck pulling into the parking lot, its windows so dark that I can’t even see inside it. It parks, and for a moment, no one gets out.

Creeped out, I start toward my car just as the driver’s door swings open and Riley steps out. He waves, flashing me that panty-dropping grin that I think is his signature smile before heading over.

“Hey, it’s Stella, right?” he drawls, stopping next to my car where I stand.

I nod, knowing that his mom probably hasn’t talked to him yet. If she had, he wouldn’t be smiling that big at me right now.

“Thought so.” He stops, his brow furrowing. “Everything all right? Why are you just standing outside your car? It’s fucking cold out.”

Despite the chill in the air, my cheeks heat up. Part of my issues from my shitty childhood that I carry with me is the inability to accept help. But right now, I’m not sure I really have a choice.

“Um, yes. I can’t get the engine to turn over, so I’m going to call a tow truck.” I shrug it off like it’s all fine and dandy. “Not sure what’s going on with the stupid thing.”

Pulling the door open, he climbs behind the wheel and attempts to start it, and just like I could have told him would happen, it doesn’t work.

“Well, it’s not a dead battery—that much I know,” he says thoughtfully, just as a gust of wind sweeps through the parking lot, sending some fallen snow spraying through the air.

I shiver, my lips trembling before I stuff my hands inside my pockets. Of course, Riley has to notice because, instantly, he waves toward his truck.

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