Some mix-ups lead straight to your destiny.
The rental cabin key doesn’t work because I’ve been scammed, and the gorgeous mountain man who opens the door isn’t part of any listing.
Leo MacKenzie is six-foot-four of solid muscle, forest-green eyes, and the kind of rough gentleness that makes my corporate lawyer brain short-circuit completely. One night turns into three days.
Three days turns into falling in love and imagining a new life with a bookstore on Main Street, a community that embraces newcomers, and a man who sees dreams I didn’t know I had.
Now I’m standing at a crossroads between the Vancouver life I built and the Silver Ridge future Leo’s offering. He says I’m not a weekend fling—I’m everything.
The question is: am I brave enough to believe him?
