I came back to Silver Ridge to disappear and escape a very real threat.

When I run right into the man that shattered my heart, icy doesnt begin to describe the reunion.

Clayton Hall.

My first love.

My ex.

And the hottest ex-marine I have ever laid my eyes on.

He reallygrew up.

Its Christmas in Silver Ridge and guess who my Secret Santa is

Yep. Clay.

Annoying.

Not as annoying as seeing each other at all of the charmingly cozy small town holiday festivities.

And definitely not as annoying as getting stranded in a cabin during a snow storm.

His biceps flexing as he stokes the fire.

Memories flooding back to me from our young love.

A feeling of warmth and desire pooling between my

Absolutely not.

He promises to keep me safe, but I cant trust the man who once left me out in the cold.

The danger is closing in, and when it finds me, even my Secret Santa might not be able to gift me the one thing I need most

Survival.

I thought coming back to Red Lodge would be a quiet escape.

But then I ran into Mason—the firefighter who once had my whole heart.

Now he's got a fierce protectiveness and a daughter who steals my breath with her shy smile.

He needs my help. And even though it risks exposing the past I've tried to bury, I can't say no.

Playing house with Mason and his little girl feels dangerously close to the life I used to dream about.

But I can't stay. Not when my past is a shadow that threatens everything I've started to care about again.

From my emergency patient to my fake boyfriend.

This bad boy protector is about to find out he's going to be a daddy.

The hottest man I've ever laid eyes on is my ER patient.

Sandy blonde hair ruffled.

Bumps and bruises all over his perfectly chiseled face.

His hazel eyes undressing me as I stitch him up.

He asks me to provide him with extra PT care on the side, and I can't say no.

The money he offered doesn't hurt.

This girl's got medical school bills to pay and a sick niece to support.

When the wrong guy dies on my operating table, Mr. Big Bad　Bruised-up insists I stay with him.

Suddenly really bad people are after me and I'm in a fake relationship with an overprotective alpha-hunk.

Chemistry and close quarters means only one thing.

Now this positive pregnancy test is screaming at me to get out.

I doubt this bad boy big shot is ready to be a daddy.

Hes the last person I wanted to see.

Gabe Mitchell. A brooding mountain man and mega-jerk who tormented me when we were kids.

I should hate him for what he did, but I need help.

And hes the only one stepping up.

My brothers murder left me reeling, and now the ranch we loved is falling apart.

My sweet niece is relying on me now.

Fires and mysterious accidents threaten everything I've worked for.

When I see his tan skin glisten in the sun as he brings the horses in from pasture.

And the way he makes my niece giggle after not so much as a smile for months

I cant help but feel the icy walls around my heart melt.

Every day, Gabe proves he's changed, but I can't forget the boy who made my life hell.

If I can't let go of the past, we might not have a future.

My brother got me a job working for his best friend.

And this big bad boss ISN'T keeping things professional.

I always thought my brother's best friend Dom was cute.

Tattoos. Broad shoulders. Rippling abs.

He's gorgeous and a bit scary. Okay, a lot scary.

His gruff voice is like something out of a filthy fantasy.

It has definitely crossed my mind.

Spending late nights together at his bar.

What might it feel like to be under him on the bar top?

Too bad my brother would kill us.

And my psycho ex made it clear he'd kill anyone who touches me.

I'm so glad I ran away from that stifling prick.

I guess I didn't run far enough…

When my ex finds me, Dom goes into alpha protector-mode.

And I don't hate it.

He's made it clear that he'll protect me at all cost.

I can't deny how safe I feel in his giant arms.

Now I'm in too deep, and I need him more than ever.

Especially now that I have to tell my brother he's going to be an uncle.