Grizz knew that Brooklyn was too good for him. He had proven that every time he left her because he didn’t want to screw up her life any more than he already had. They had been through a lifetime together already, and now, she was standing on the porch to his cabin, asking him for help. He’d give it because it was Brooklyn, but then, he knew she’d walk away again, and that would gut him. Brooklyn’s life was in the city now and he knew she’d go back when the danger passed. He’d lose her again and there was no way that his heart would be able to take it. Brooklyn was torn between two worlds—her love for NYC and her love for Grizz, her grumpy mountain man. They had been through so much together, even the loss of a baby, but she still hoped he’d find his way back to her. It felt like a lifetime ago that he had left the city to move up to his cabin in the Catskills, taking her heart with him. He’d show up in NYC now and again, to beg her to come live with him up on his mountain, but that wasn’t a move she was ready to make. She wouldn’t give up her job; she loved being a lawyer, even if it did put her in danger sometimes. When she found herself in trouble, her only thought was to get to Grizz. She knew that he’d protect her, even if it meant showing up to the one place she swore she’d never step foot again—his cabin.

Jed was happy, or at least he thought he was. He had his law firm that he and his father had started together. He had more money than he’d be able to spend in over a dozen lifetimes, and he had his health. What more could he ask for? Jed wasn’t sure what the answer to that question was, but he planned on finding out. The sexy new neighbor was getting on Mercedes’ last nerve. Not only had he set up a target practice on her property, but he also showed up on her doorstep whenever he pleased and invaded her personal space more often than she was comfortable with. He was charming, handsome, and sexy, and that just plain got on her nerves. He knew how to use his good looks and charm to get what he wanted, but he wouldn’t have his way with her—ever. Yeah, all Mercedes had to do was stick to her guns and ignore her hot, new neighbor until he got bored and went back to his high-profile life in the city.

Axel had learned at a young age to trust his gut, and when he walked away from his band the night that their tour bus crashed, killing everyone on board, he wondered why he had been spared. He couldn’t get his father’s cabin out of his head, so he headed there, trying to figure out what his next move should be, but it was easier to let darkness and depression consume him rather than try to figure anything out. He thought that he was just killing time at the cabin until Cecelia showed up holding a baby in her arms—his baby. Cecilia had no other choice but to find Axel and tell him about his son. He had spelled it out for her, in no uncertain terms, that he didn’t want kids. He said that the band being on tour and kids would never mix, and she took that as her cue to take off. She was pregnant and telling him would do her no good. She’d just have to figure out her way forward on her own and make a life for herself and her kid. Getting evicted just two weeks after the little guy’s birth wasn’t a part of the plan, and neither was living in her car. She couldn’t do that to her son. Telling Axel was her only option—she just hoped that he didn’t kick her to the curb for not telling him about the baby sooner. Axel is book three of the Grumpy Mountain Men Series by K.L. Ramsey.