Her Silver Fox Mountain Men
“You’re not safe here,” he growls, his voice rough and dominant. “You’re coming with me.”
It started with a scratching at my cabin door.
I frantically call my reclusive neighbor, James McTierney— brooding, silver-haired mountain man.
“HELP! I don’t want to be eaten by a bear!”
I realize how ridiculous I sound and hang up, mortified.
Seconds later, my door slams open…
He’s shirtless, pajama bottoms riding dangerously low,
And a baby monitor clipped to his pocket.
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