Blurb

Getting caught in a blizzard was bad.

Getting rescued by a huge, grumpy mountain man who looked at my curves like I already belonged to him?

That was dangerous.

I came to Harrow Peak for one simple reason.

Find the hidden waterfall. Take the perfect photo. Write the article. Leave before dark.

That was the plan.

Then the weather app lied, the trail disappeared, and Thane Mercer came out of the storm like the mountain sent him.

Broad-shouldered, rough-handed, and terrifyingly calm when everything around me was falling apart.

The kind of man who made me feel safe before he ever made me feel wanted.

Unfortunately, he did both.

Now I’m trapped in a one-room emergency shelter with no signal, no way down, one very smug rescue dog, and a woodstove that isn’t nearly as hot as the way Thane watches me.

He says it’s just a rescue, but the way he watches me says the storm isn’t the dangerous part.

And when this lonely mountain man finally kisses me, he does it like letting go was never an option.

I should be thinking about getting off this mountain.

Instead, I’m thinking about what happens when a curvy woman who always leaves…

Finds the one mountain man who makes her want to stay.

A steamy rescue romance with a curvy heroine, forced proximity, blizzard heat, and one grumpy ex-SEAL mountain man who falls first.

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