Santee knew it wasn't a star that drew him east that Christmas-- he only knew it led him to Quinn...and a room at the quaint Mistletoe Inn. There was something magical about the sleepy little town that kept holiday cheer all year round. Something wonderful, but something odd...Santee and Quin glowed with goodwill toward men--and each other. And this year their only request of Santa was the answer to this question: Was the magic as real as the feelings they fought?