Melissa: Ever since I landed in Alaska I can't get comfortable. The entire state reeks of testosterone. It's not doing me and my fantasy life any favors but it's Rogue that finally put me over the top. My pilot. The man exudes masculinity. He is the epitome of rugged, the poster child for wild, Alaskan man. Rogue: Melissa lands in my life full of the kind of stories that could fill up the silence of a lonely Alaskan winter and keep a man company while those sweet curves of hers keep him warm but filling my place with a woman's things has never been part of my plan. So why am I changing the route to make sure I'm the only bush pilot she'll be seeing up at that cabin this summer?