Saving the Mountain Man

I swore I didn’t need saving… until the curvy nurse on my doorstep proved me wrong.
Most people in Lone Mountain pretend I don’t exist.

I came back from war with scars that turn heads and migraines that knock me flat. Easier to keep to myself than watch the pity in their eyes.

And it worked.
Until she showed up at my door.

She’s sunshine wrapped in sass, curves I can’t ignore, and a stubborn streak a mile wide. She doesn’t scare easy. Not from my bark. Not from my scars. Not even when I kissed her on the side of the road and showed her exactly how wrong I am for her.

Now she’s under my skin. In my blood. Everywhere I don’t want her to be.
She thinks she’s helping me. Healing me. Saving me.

I’m not worth saving, but that doesn’t keep me from falling—hard, fast, and with no way back.

Saving the Mountain Man is a wounded-hero, grumpy/sunshine romance filled with hurt/comfort, a scarred veteran who wants to be left alone, and the curvy nurse who refuses to let him hide from love.