He fishes me out of the river in a wedding dress. But the grumpy mountain man has no idea how much trouble he’s caught… When I sneak away from the fancy mountain lodge where I was supposed to get married today, I have zero plan. No spare clothes to change into; no one to call for help. Nada. But fleeing across the wilderness is hard to do in a bridal gown. And the river that stands between me and my freedom from marrying some stranger… turns out it’s deeper than it looks. I’m swept away, tossed on rough currents. Soaked and swirled around. An honest-to-god bear swipes at me, but in the end it’s a man who scoops me out of the water. A stern, bearded, gorgeous man. A man who is baffled by everything I say and do. But all I want to do is leap into his strong arms and shriek with relief. Oh, and get out of these wet clothes… Wild River is a short and steamy instalove story, starring a runaway bride and her bemused savior.