Escaping my tyrannical family was the easy part. Surviving a trial marriage with a grumpy mountain man? That’s the real danger. The Perfect Bride agency promised a fresh start. A new life. A husband who’d protect me, not control me. But the moment I reach Hunter’s Peak and meet my husband-to-be, I nearly turn right back around. Not because he isn’t handsome—he’s a rugged, broad-shouldered dream. Not because I don’t want him—I want to climb him like the mountain he is. But because he looks at me like I’m already his. He is intense, possessive, and far too tempting for a woman with a shaky past and zero self-control. His kisses melt every resolve I have, and being snowed-in with only one bed is quickly becoming its own kind of heat. This was supposed to be a simple trial visit. So why does it feel like if I’m not careful…I’ll lose my heart to the man who swore to claim me?