On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... a flashmob proposal.
All Kevin wants is to spend the rest of his life with the woman he loves. He's been planning the perfect proposal for months. He never planned what would happen if she said 'no'.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... a diamond ring.
The last thing Laurel wants or expects for Christmas is a big flashy diamond ring. She'd been hoping for a pile of books or perhaps a cashmere sweater. In her experience, marriage is the quickest way to kill a happy relationship. When Kevin gets down on one knee, she panics and runs.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... a rescue puppy and a trip to Hawaii.
He knows he's pushed too hard and too fast. Now he's scrambling to hold on to the best thing that's ever happened to him, while she's running hard and fast in the opposite direction. How could it all go so wrong in just twelve days?