Hat Tricks & Chrismukkah Nights

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It all starts just before Halloween—with sparks flying between me and my next-door neighbor. And not the fun, flirty kind. Lainey is a single mom with a sharp tongue, a killer glare, and hockey's #1 hater—her brother's my biggest rival on the ice, too. She calls me grumpy, which is fair. I'm not exactly the "borrows jars of pumpkin spice for holiday cookie baking" type. But then her ridiculously adorable kid ropes me into snowman building, Thanksgiving dinner, and—somehow—getting to know the woman behind the eye rolls. Before I know it, things are heating up. Less arguing, more flirting. Less tension, more tangled up in my sheets...and Christmas lights. Now we're navigating Hanukkah chaos thanks to my loud and nosy family. While surviving Chrismukkah madness, I think I might be realizing this isn't just a fling with the girl across the hall. Because this year, the best holiday surprise didn't come wrapped in paper. It came