Cassidy Carrington only meant to leave Manhattan for a while. Family and the past had started crowding her carefree, serial-dating life, but the break stops feeling temporary once her bank account is drained and she is stuck in an archaic small town.
On a snowed-in night she is forced to lodge with Eric Dawson, the grumpy, ridiculously handsome lumberjack who owns the local café and loves his dog.
He cannot stand her. To him she is a bubbly, sing-song brat, exhausting in her cheer and exactly the type he likes least.
That bright insistence that everything will be okay looks like armor, and he still has not figured out what she is hiding or what trouble she may have brought to town.
She is not his problem, though he can tell she is scared. Worse, his dog already loves her.
