He’s the grump who runs the inn. She’s the girl with curves he can’t ignore. One wrong step on the ice, and suddenly she’s in his arms.
Willa Hope Peak was supposed to be my escape. A broken engagement, a shattered heart, and a bakery left to me by the grandmother I never knew. What I did not count on was Sebastian Ford.
Tall, broad, older, with a voice like gravel and a gaze that sets me on fire. The whole town whispers that he is too gruff, too solitary, too much. But the way he looks at me tells a different story.
One where I end up tangled in his sheets and branded as his.
Sebastian I live for the Snowcap Inn. Wood, stone, fire, sweat, that is my life and I like it that way. I do not need soft curves or sweet smiles.
Until Willa Mathews stumbles into Hope Peak and into my arms. She is young, tender, too good for a man like me. But the second I touch her, I know. She is mine. Mine to protect. Mine to spoil.
Mine to break apart and put back together. She thinks she inherited a bakery. What she really inherited is me. Rough, possessive, relentless.
By Christmas, I will make sure this whole town knows she belongs to Sebastian Ford.
Tropes: Grumpy sunshine. Age gap. Curvy heroine. Possessive mountain man. A steamy, fast read with sugar, spice, and everything sinful.
