One accidental drunk dial to my ex turns into a night trapped with his grumpy older brother.
He’s a silver fox, ex military, and absolutely the wrong man to fall for.
Callum Drake. Forty five. Ex Marine. Mountain loner. Zero tolerance for feelings.
When my car ends up in a ditch during a blizzard, he’s the one who finds me. Carries me to his cabin. Keeps me alive through three frozen nights, guarded by a retired military dog and a rescue mutt who never leave his side.
He doesn’t talk much. He acts. And the way he acts, hands steady, voice low, eyes that miss nothing, makes me forget I wanted rescue, not him.
Then my family hears about the man who saved me. They assume he’s mine.
So I tell them he is.
Without asking.
He’s furious. But he shows up anyway. The man who avoids the world walks straight into mine.
“I don’t let people I’ve protected get thrown to the wolves.”
Fake for my family. Real in his bed. Temporary until it isn’t.
He warned me he doesn’t do relationships.
He should have warned himself.
A steamy protector romance featuring a silver fox hero, age gap tension, fake dating, forced proximity, grumpy warmth, and a man who falls harder than he will ever admit.
