I thought I was over him. I thought I'd moved on. After all, I'm the one who broke his heart.But now that we're stranded on the side of the road and the rain's picking up, there's no getting away from Ethan Wilde. And with the way he's looking at me-all rugged muscles and soft eyes, now a sexy, grown man-I'm not even sure I want to be found…We were supposed to be headed to our high school friend's wedding, but a flat tire and an errant deer put a stop to that.So when Ethan offered to carry me on his back as we set off in search of shelter, I reluctantly agreed. I mean, I was in my stilettos. It wasn't my idea to wrap my legs around him.And now we're in this cabin-just the two of us. No cell reception. No sign of civilization. No sign of the storm letting up.But the real danger isn't being trapped here with Ethan.It's how easy it is to want him again-hard, desperate, stupid want……when he still doesn't know the truth about why I left.
