Chloe Penrose, a spirited and sarcastic florist with a longstanding aversion to anything choreographed—especially romance—is suddenly thrust into a whirl of sequins, waltzes, and well-meaning chaos. Her idea of a good time involves pruning roses, bingeing on detective shows, and keeping her heart miles away from any potential entanglements. The last thing she expected was to be volunteered—read: bribed—into a high-profile charity dance gala. Sequins? No, thank you. Partners with swoony smirks and choreographed confidence? Even worse.
Enter Elliot Grant.
Ex-professional choreographer. Currently emotionally unavailable, infuriatingly graceful, and the human equivalent of a rhythm she can't shake. Sparks fly—sometimes from chemistry, sometimes from collision—and what begins as reluctant rehearsals soon spirals into something far more complicated than either of them planned.
Between rehearsal disasters, emotional landmines, awkward almost-kisses, and an increasing number of people rooting for their undeniable chemistry, Chloe might just find herself dancing to a rhythm she didn't know she had—and not just on the stage.
Dance Me Through December is a laugh-out-loud, emotionally rich, fiercely fun romantic ride through winter chaos, complete with toe taps, eye rolls, and the kind of love that might just be worth the blisters.