Aaron

Cheri Showing up on Gallant Mountain to check on my bestie might not have been the best decision I've ever made. Do I care? Not really. I have four older brothers, and not much scares me, apart from the threat by my mafia-adjacent family of an arranged marriage. I can take care of myself—I always have. Or did until I'm greeted by a giant sex god with a smoldering gaze, who's scowling so hard, he would probably terrify a bear. Except I'm not terrified, nor do I remember why I'm here. All I can think is that I want to melt at his feet. I'm in so much trouble… Aaron My phone alerts me to an intruder on our property. Normally, I'd let my brother Adrian handle it, but he's over at Andrew's cabin, dealing with the issue they found at our family business, JNG. Without checking the security feed, I head out to dissuade our visitor from getting any closer. It's early evening, late for hunters, but maybe they're lost. What I find is nothing close to that. A short, curvy, dark-haired woman is at the bottom of the driveway. And she's pulling an enormous suitcase. What the hell? When I'm close enough to meet her gaze, it's like time stands still and speeds by at the same time. Instead of kicking her off the property, I want to toss her over my shoulder and make her mine.