Taming the Lumberjack

Step one: escape to a quiet mountain cabin.
Step two: absolutely do not fall for the rugged lumbersnack who delivers your firewood.
Unfortunately, the storm trapping him inside with me didn’t get the memo.

Lexie
My boyfriend dumped me the same week I lost my job.
Which would’ve been bad enough… if he hadn’t also spent six months draining my savings.
So my sister sends me to a mountain cabin in Lovestone Ridge to breathe.
Then the lumberjack knocks on my door.
Like something straight out of a mountain-man fantasy.
He’s older. Huge. Quiet in a way that makes my pulse stutter. And the second the storm traps him inside with me, the air between us turns dangerous.
One night in a cabin shouldn’t change everything.
But the way he looks at me says it might.

Weston
I run the logging business my family built three generations ago.
Deliver firewood to the cabins in Lovestone Ridge. Work hard. Keep my life quiet.
Women stopped being part of the plan a long time ago.
Then I knock on her door.
She’s younger, soft in all the right places, and looking at me like she has no idea what she’s starting.
A storm traps me in her cabin.
Now the woman who’s only supposed to stay a weekend is under my skin.
And I’m starting to realize something.
I don’t want her leaving this mountain.
Or me.

This instalove obsession features a curvy heroine and a rugged mountain man lumberjack.