I came here to capture the mountains. To finally prove I could do something real with my camera. I didn’t plan on the storm. Or the strong, protective mountain man who looks at me like I already belong to him.
She hired me to fly her to a remote mountain peak.
She didn’t expect to get stranded with a man who only plays for keeps.
Ayla’s all wide eyes and bold curiosity, chasing the perfect shot with that camera of hers.
But when a sudden storm grounds us, we’re stuck in a tent—alone.
She’s cold. Nervous. Completely untouched.
And when she whispers that she doesn’t want to die a virgin?
Game over.
She thinks this is just one night.
But I’ve already decided—she’s mine.
And I’m not letting her go.
