Merry Ex-Mas

I haven’t been home for Christmas in eight years. But that’s about to change. This year, I’m traveling to my small hometown to convince my producer to make me the permanent host of Good Day Denver. The plan: Charm viewers by sharing my favorite family Christmas traditions, and in turn, get the likes, clicks and shares to land the job. Not the plan: Running into my ex-boyfriend. In my house. For Christmas. But here he is, a guest of my mother, who apparently had more trouble letting go of Max Weber than I did. Unfortunately, he is as handsome and charming and talented and annoying and frustrating and flirty as ever. Even more unfortunately, he seems to have a plan of his own—to convince me to give him a second chance. Which is not happening. There’s just one problem—my viewers love him. More than that, they love us. Me and Max. My ex. The boy who broke my heart. The boy I now have to fake flirt with to win over the hearts of my viewers. But it’s not their hearts I’m worried about. . . it’s mine.