The only garage on the pass. The only mechanic in town. The one man I hoped would never ride up my driveway.
Junie Marsh has spent nine years building a life that fits in one building. Collision repair, one good air compressor, a dog that sleeps under the desk. Then an avalanche closes the highway and an out-of-state motorcycle club parks eleven bikes in her bays-and the man taking off his helmet is Walsh, her stepbrother, the only person who ever understood her, and the last person she ever tried to write to.
The snow does not let up for eleven days. They share a shop, a space heater and a coffeepot, and they do not talk about any of the years in between. When they finally do, it is not with words.
On day ten the pass opens and Walsh has a decision to make. He was going to ride out. He does. Then he comes back.
An MC biker romance between a woman who chose her own life and a man who finally chose hers.
