I came to this cabin to fall apart in peace.
To escape a cheating ex, the lies, the humiliation, the feeling that I’d been slowly disappearing.
What I didn’t plan on was Damon Gray—my dad’s best friend, my first obsession, the man I should never touch—stepping out of my cabin shower dripping wet, towel low on his hips, and eyes fixed on me like he’s seconds from breaking every rule he ever set between us.
Seven years of distance evaporate in one look.
One look that feels like a hand sliding up my inner thigh.
One look that says he still knows exactly how to make me come undone without laying a single finger on me.
And now we’re snowed-in.
Just him.
Just me.
Just his rough voice calling me sweetheart and dropping my name like he wants it moaned instead of spoken.
Every time he steps closer, his heat crawls under my skin.
Every time he looks at my mouth, I forget how to breathe.
And when he tells me he ‘shouldn’t touch me’?
It sounds a hell of a lot like he’s imagining exactly how he would.
I should be scared of how badly I want him.
I should care that he’s older, off-limits, and dripping with danger.
But the truth?
The only thing more dangerous than being trapped here with Damon is knowing he’s just one push away from pinning me to the cabin wall, lowering his voice to my ear, and ruining every innocent part of me I have left.
And if he keeps looking at me like that...I might be the one to push him.
To escape a cheating ex, the lies, the humiliation, the feeling that I’d been slowly disappearing.
What I didn’t plan on was Damon Gray—my dad’s best friend, my first obsession, the man I should never touch—stepping out of my cabin shower dripping wet, towel low on his hips, and eyes fixed on me like he’s seconds from breaking every rule he ever set between us.
Seven years of distance evaporate in one look.
One look that feels like a hand sliding up my inner thigh.
One look that says he still knows exactly how to make me come undone without laying a single finger on me.
And now we’re snowed-in.
Just him.
Just me.
Just his rough voice calling me sweetheart and dropping my name like he wants it moaned instead of spoken.
Every time he steps closer, his heat crawls under my skin.
Every time he looks at my mouth, I forget how to breathe.
And when he tells me he ‘shouldn’t touch me’?
It sounds a hell of a lot like he’s imagining exactly how he would.
I should be scared of how badly I want him.
I should care that he’s older, off-limits, and dripping with danger.
But the truth?
The only thing more dangerous than being trapped here with Damon is knowing he’s just one push away from pinning me to the cabin wall, lowering his voice to my ear, and ruining every innocent part of me I have left.
And if he keeps looking at me like that...I might be the one to push him.
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