In this steamy age-gap, forbidden-love, grumpy/sunshine, tattooed cowboy romance for fans of Lyla Sage, Bailey Hanna, and Elsie Silver, a woman flees her life in L.A. for a tiny Montana cabin, not expecting she’ll be forced to share such a small space with the one man she definitely should notbe fantasizing about: the gruff, former bull rider who is her adopted uncle.

I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO FEEL THIS WAY . . .

I never wanted to disappear more than while I was around my family. Briar Lane, the girl useful for one thing: my last name.

A business handshake and pawn to be traded. My father’s chess piece shuffled between empires. That was my life back in L.A., but all it took was finding the dirty secret stuffed in a jacket pocket, and my entire world unraveled.

I fled to the one place I knew they could never find me—Crimson Ridge.

Arriving in this harsh, snowy world, I thought I’d be starting over on my own, but it turns out the abandoned mountain cabin I inherited isn’t what it seems.

This mountain hides secrets. An ex-pro bull rider who consumes this space, and now my every thought . . . Stôrmand Lane—my father’s adopted brother.

We should never have found ourselves isolated out here in the mountains together, each trying to outrun our pasts.

All it took was one misunderstanding, one line almost crossed.

A girl like me isn’t supposed to know what those tattooed hands feel like, and I’m certainly not meant to feel butterflies anytime those piercing blue eyes land on mine.

He might be my every fantasy, a cowboy I constantly dream about, but he’s a temptation I have to ignore. A man I absolutely cannot find myself attracted to.

Long, dark nights in this tiny cabin . . . there’s no excuse to step into forbidden territory.