Christmas in Paradise? Or Should that be Purgatory?

Olivia: An island paradise at Christmas: lights, music, great food-and, bonus: splashing in the ocean waves instead of shoveling show. What's not to love?

Even the idea of midnight mass at the village church seems like fun.

But this Christmas is turning out to be my worst nightmare.

A natural disaster! Digging things out of the sand to eat! Hoping one of those alligator things don't catch me and take a bite out of my leg.

And, fighting off my attraction to a Russian oilman who I thought had my best interests at heart.

This is one festive season I'm never going to forget!

Alexei: She's smart. Sassy. And gorgeous. The only woman I know who can rock an orange jumpsuit while she's scrambling around an oil rig!

But we're colleagues. Professionals. And she's made it clear that's enough for her.

It's not like I planned for mother nature to toss us an earth-shaking curve ball. What's a guy to do? A little white lie so we can spend a little alone-time together can't be that dangerous. can it?

But will Olivia believe me? And can I forgive myself if she doesn't?