He doesn’t just take her. He sets her free.
Amee Colburn wants to leave the past behind by hiking up to the highest peak of the Smoky Mountains, but there’s a storm of attraction waiting for her at the top.
Pierce Levy, the hot mountain man who owns the rustic camp she checks into, is dealing with a salacious error that only magnifies the carnal pull between them.
Time spent with Pierce is challenging—not to mention dangerous and compelling—both on the trail and in a more intimate setting. For Amee, outdoor adventure has never been so stimulating.
Turning to him, I took a deep breath and met his piercing blue eyes. “This is perfect.” I let my gaze run over him, over the chest that had been built up by cutting the very wood that surrounded us, down to his tapered torso, his muscular legs. And back up to eyes holding the same interest that had perked up in me the minute he stepped from his office.
The air he’d apparently been holding in his lungs slipped from him in a whoosh. In one motion his arms were around me and my back was pressed against the door frame.
His lips hovered an inch from mine. “Damned gorgeous.” He leaned closer. “And fascinating.”
A cloud of sandalwood and cedar enveloped me, making my knees weak as his lips crashed into mine and fire burst through me. I gripped his shoulders, my fingers digging into soft, thick flannel. Pleasure streaked through me, and the need to learn each intimate detail of this man.