Tempted by the Wylde Lumberjack (Wylde Mountain Timber #5)

He’s older. He’s my brother’s crewmate. He’s the one man on this mountain I’m supposed to stay away from.

I came to Wylde Mountain to visit my brother.

That’s it. A weekend. A few dinners. Some fresh air.

I did not come here to be stranded on a mountain with Graham Brady.

Experienced. Steady. The kind of man who looks at me like he already knows this is a terrible idea and can’t make himself care.

He’s older than me. Works with my brother. Treats me like I’m off-limits, which I am, because my brother is six foot four of silent fury and Graham knows exactly what would happen if he crossed that line.

But then a storm washes out the road.

And we’re alone.

In a cabin. On a mountain. With no crew, no brother, and no reason to keep pretending we haven’t been staring at each other since the moment I walked into town.

Graham Brady is careful. Controlled. A man who always does the right thing.

But the way he looks at me in that cabin?

The way his hands shake when he finally touches me?

The way he says my name like it’s a confession he’s been holding for too long?

That’s not careful.

That’s not controlled.

That’s a man who’s done fighting what he wants.

And what he wants is me.