I shouldnāt be driving in a blizzard. I definitely shouldnāt be driving up Snow Mountain.
Now my carās stuck in a ditch, and the only one who can help me is Joel Alder, the reclusive lumberjack who lives in an old hunting cabin deep in the woods.
Joel is three years older than me, and an ex-con. Folk around these parts avoid him, but heās always been kind to me. His strong hands, wild beard, and sun-streaked hair inspire all my dirty fantasies.
Now weāre snowed in together. On Christmas Eve. And if Iām a good girl, Joel might make all my dreams come trueā¦