I’m not a guy who looks for love—I sure as hell don’t deserve it. Especially not from a gorgeous red-head who I found nearly-naked in a river. Melody is tough as nails and freshly eighteen. A rugged, tattooed mountain man like me knows better than to get mixed up with someone as pure as her. But the second we're alone, her lips close to mine, I can't fight my desire. She's too innocent for me. I tell myself one night is enough for us both. It's stupid to let my heart beat a million beats for a woman who will turn into a memory. But now that I’ve had a taste, I can’t let her go. I’m claiming her as mine… for better or worse.
