Series: Midnight Sun Series #3
Author: Lynn Burke
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Suspense / Action, Adventure / Mountain Man
Release Date: February 18, 2021
A child born of the wilderness, I don’t know many women. Never had one of my own.
But sassy little Annie Charran owned my heart long before I stole her first kiss. She paid a high price for my actions, and even though I want her for life, I’ll never fit into the one she has planned for herself.
Given the opportunity to beg forgiveness, I grab it—and end up facing death.
With instincts overriding my senses, I take again.
But this time, a wildfire flares, demolishing everything in its path. Survival means sacrifice, and for me, life trumps dreams.
I’ll force Annie to give up what she wants most, even if it means I lose her forever.
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“Do you still love it out here like you did when you were a kid?” I asked, hating the silence between us as we hiked away from the river.
She walked ahead of me, and I studied her profile as she gazed from left to right and back again, ever watchful as a woman of the wilderness ought to be. “It’s quiet and peaceful, but I miss the noise sometimes.”
If she missed noise, she’d never want to live in the middle of nowhere full time. “What else do you miss?” I had to ask in order to keep my hopes clamped down shut that Annie could ever be what I wanted, what I needed in a woman.
“That was kinda nice,” I agreed, remembering the shower I’d enjoyed while in town. “But at least you don’t need to worry about contaminates and filtering if you’re pulling water straight from the river flowing off pristine mountains.”
“I miss not needing sunlight to fill the battery packs,” she continued as though I hadn’t pointed out a positive of living off grid. “Electricity. Hot water on demand.”
She’d had them too long to give them up for a mere chickadee like myself. I scuffed at a rock on the trail we followed.
“Fresh eggs. Chicken and beef. Refrigerator to keep wine cold.” She sighed. “A freezer.”
“The cave in the hillside does a good job,” I tossed out, desperate to find something beyond the cons.
“It’s not the same.”
We hiked the rest of the way in silence since I didn’t need to hear any more negativity over the fact that what I enjoyed, what I had, would never be enough for her. As though I needed the reminder.
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.