Christmas Bites

Some doors open to shelter. This one opened to a nightmare with a pulse.Isabel Long hadn't planned to spend Christmas Eve in a bar that smelled of old pine and lingering regrets.She only wanted a place where no one would look too closely at the woman trying to outrun her own life. The dive was nearly empty, the lights low, the world outside swallowed by snow. Perfect. Forgettable.Until he walked i...