Snowed in with Mountain Man
:One snowstorm...one mountain man...no limits.
Snowed in at her family's Smoky Mountains cabin, Brie Wright is roughing it alone. Tired of playing by the rules, she's determined to step over the line at the next opportunity. Her chance comes in the form of a mountain man in a tractor. And not just any mountain man, but Dean Carlisle, who stole her heart so many years ago. What else can she do, other than greet him in nothing but fur boots and hope he'll take her for a ride?
Excerpt: Could it be him, the teenage boy I’d fancied myself in love with all those summers ago?
The solemn oath to myself echoed in my brain.
I solemnly swear that the next time I’m presented with a desirable male, who isn’t a total apparent asshat, I will strip down and take what I need.
Dean Carlisle wasn’t an asshat—if it was Dean. No matter who this man was, though, he could be just the thing this adventure—and my whole musty life—had been lacking. Which was the whole reason I’d dared myself.
My heart started thumping fast in my chest.
The old me would have chickened out.
But the me who had roughed it in this cabin and was determined to recreate my life couldn’t chicken out. For my own sanity.
The man driving the tractor shifted gears and continued forward.
“Wait!” Of course, he could never hear me inside the cabin and over the noise of the engine. I snatched up my fur-lined boots.
The tractor turned into the cabin’s driveway, continuing to plow.
My heart thumped straight out of my chest. It was now or never.