Holding Holly

I’ve spent my life watching people drift in and out like the snow.
Once my gaze locks onto Holly, I need to hold her forever.

This beautiful angel of a girl is probably too delicate for this place. Wolfe Mountain can be rough in the winter. Spring-Summer-Fall is for tourists and visiting family. Not when the snow is deep and the winds are wicked.
Yet Holly is determined to make the most of it. She’s got sass. A fire in her belly. The “hell yes, I’d love to help” attitude that makes a great mountain woman.
She’s already been very clear that she loves my heat for her – I’ll always warm my sexy girl against the winter chill, with teasing kisses in the snow. Even though she’s skittish about her future plans. Once she finds out I’m the local cop, she’s even more edgy.

I have to make her understand she’s the only woman for me. The only person I’ll voluntarily share my cookies with.
The only person I’ve ever wanted to clutch to my heart forever.