Christmas With The Grumpy Mountain Man

I live at the top of the mountain for a reason. My cattle dont make small talk. My horses dont ask how Im doing. And the snow keeps everyone exactly where I want them — down in town, stringing lights and singing about a season I stopped celebrating a long time ago.

Then my little brothers wife sends the new vet up my mountain in a storm.

Winnie Novak is red mittens, bad tires, and Christmas cheer I cant scowl loose no matter how hard I try. She came to check a sick mare. Shes not leaving. The pass drifts shut behind her truck, and now the most aggressively cheerful woman in Nevada is snowed into my cabin for the longest week of my life.

She hums carols while she works. She decorates my kitchen with pine boughs I didnt ask for. She looks at the scars and the silence and the twenty acres of solitude I built to keep people out, and instead of running, she makes cocoa.

I keep waiting for her to give up on me. She keeps refusing to.

She thinks everybody deserves a little Christmas. I think shes going to be the death of my hard-won quiet.

When the roads clear, shes supposed to drive back down to her life in town.

Im not letting her.

Christmas With The Grumpy Mountain Man is a cozy-then-scorching holiday romance featuring the grumpiest recluse on the mountain, the sunshine vet snowed in at his door, and a Whisper Vale Christmas that thaws a heart he swore was frozen for good. Guaranteed HEA with no cheating.