This mountain man knows his way around the woods. And how to use his hands.
Jenna:
I’m a big city girl hiding out in the tiny town of Whiskey River. I’m a runaway bride, hiding from my ex and my family.
The shy, virgin mountain man who sells handmade wooden furniture in town doesn’t seem like he would try to control me the way my family did.
He’s strange and beautiful.
Phoenix:
There’s a reason I live in the woods all alone.
People confuse me. Women especially. Trees don’t give mixed signals. Rocks aren’t impossible to read. I work with my hands and keep my life uncomplicated.
Then she complicates things. With her, it’s not hard to let down my guard and view the world through her artist’s lens.
But I’ve been burned before. A beautiful city girl will never be happy here.
I know my way around the woods. Gorgeous women are a whole other story.
