Thin Ice: Winter Heat at Wolfe Mountain Chalet by Haley Travis

He's a total stranger.
Until I slip and fall into his arms, and then into his bed.

I can't tear my eyes away from Dylan. My heart races every time his fingers run across my cheek. When he pulls me against him. And when he wraps those thick, tattooed arms around me? I'm all his.

He claims he's a loner, but that doesn't explain why he's obsessed with me.

Or why I'm obsessed with him. All I can think about now is building a home with him, letting him take care of me. I look into his eyes and see the possibility of a future.

We're not allowed to fraternize with guests at the chalet, and I can't risk losing my job.

Yet from the second he growls, "You're mine," into my ear, I want it to be true.