- Book 3 (standalone)
- Featuring Dax Vaughn & Becca Stone
Is there room for two in that sleeping bag?
When it comes to love, a chiseled loner takes the scenic route...
Dax: After spending the summer buried up to my eyeballs in my family’s affairs, I’m ready for a break. The kind of break where I can spend two solid weeks camping and fishing in the company of absolutely no one. Then I find myself directly in the path of a drop-dead gorgeous tornado by the name of Becca Stone. Who can resist a night with a damsel in distress? Especially when she happens to be a leggy blonde? The last thing I expect is for Becca to show up on my cabin doorstep the next night, shivering in the rain and ready for seconds.
Becca: One minute I’m admiring the rock-hard jaw of the Magic Mike lookalike who walks into my bar, and the next I’m getting fired by my own brother. Loudly. In front of everyone. Luckily Dax Vaughn is a gentleman who aims his white-hot smile at me. Oh, it’s on. Wham, bam, thank you ma’am. Then a torrential storm washes out the main road and causes a massive power outage, giving us two whole weeks to enjoy each other’s company. At which point Dax will go back home, leaving “us” in the rearview mirror. That’s the plan. Or it was . . . until I started falling for him.
I love nothing more than being stranded with my hero and heroine! Snowed in is a beloved trope I’ve explored before (see: A Bad Boy for Christmas), and I’ve even done a flash flood once. (See: Tempting the Billionaire) So when it came time to explore the love story between Dax and Becca, I knew I wanted two things:
1. LOTS of rain during Dax’s vacation
2. For Becca to become stranded with him after a one-night stand
Neither of them planned on seeing each other after that one night of fun, but once they’re trapped together, they decide to extend their mountaintop affair for the duration of Dax’s vacation. What neither of them saw coming was falling for each other. What broke my heart the most was the black moment in this book. No joke, guys, I cried when I wrote it–cried when I read and edited it. The ending had me misting over, too, because it’s so full of happy you’ll just burst.