A Scot for Christmas

Just as I was about to give up hope,

In swoops Harris—the rugged Scotsman I’ve been secretly dreaming about since our last encounter.

He insists on driving me to Bath for the holidays, and I can’t help but wonder if fate has something bigger in mind.

Stuck together in his sleek car, with nothing but snow and silence around us,

​​​​​​​I’m starting to think this unexpected detour might just be the spark I need.