***** Mature Content, Sexual Situations, Adult Situations, Strong Language *****
She found him on a snowy night. He sparked her desires and inflamed her dreams.
Independent and feisty, Shea Madison has a tussle on her hands. Living in and loving her quiet little corner of Montana, she’s fiercely determined to fight a real estate developer trying to turn her quaint little mountain town into a touristy ski resort. So, when an outsider shows up to study the effects on the area, she instantly attempts to sway his impression… even if it means a little harmless flirting with the enticing visitor.
Rhys Weland’s charade has one purpose—to bring the locals around to the idea of the resort, primarily the ringleader, Ms. Shea Madison. Embroiled in his deception, he’s stunned by the feelings she draws from deep inside him. Her integrity and sincerity quickly have him second-guessing his twisted morals. Her spirit arouses his soul. Her sensuality steals his breath.
In the dark of the night, in the warmth of the fire, the passion smoldering between them combusts. But just when it all seems to make sense, one small stubborn mistake shreds the fragile bond between them. Will an impetuous act reignite their flame, or will their love vanish like sparks in the air?
It’s books like this that make me wish that I lived on a ranch in the middle of Montana, facing off with a man who excited me both mentally and physically and enraged me all at once. Too unrealistic? Yeah…probably. Which is why books like this one exist, to scratch that Montana Ranch itch. I’ve never actually been to Montana.
Rhys Weland is the McHugh Corporations “Ace in the Hole”. He’s a closer. He does what needs to be done to get the deal done. On his way to Snowcreek, Montana to do just that, he is stranded on the side of the road due to a storm. He is “rescued” by Shea Madison. After they make introductions, Rhys realizes that Shea is his key the deal he was on his way to make, for a ski resort. As they get to know one another, their attraction towards one another achieves epic proportions.
The problem is that Shea doesn’t know why Rhys is in town, that he is basically her nemesis. What will happen when the truth is revealed?
Well, this book had an explicit sex warning, so I knew I’d like at least part of the book. Imagine my surprise when the actual plot of the book held my interest just as much as the sex. Don’t get me wrong, the sex in this book is some of the best sex I’ve read in recent memories. It’s hot. And dirty. And in very public places. The chemistry between the two main characters is exactly what it should be for a book in this genre. It’s written so well that it is consuming to
read about. The cherry on top was that the plot was so interesting as well. You’re cheering for Rhys because you know what he feels is real, but at the same time you want to slap him across the face for keeping his true identity a secret and letting the relationship get as far as it did. The characters in this book, while they had very human flaws, were extremely likeable as well. Shea is a very independent and spunky woman, and earning her trust is not an easy feat. Rhys is equally as complicated; he seems to have suspended his moral judgment of his own actions for so long, he’s lost who he is. Shea helps him to see himself again, and be the man that he should be. Great characters…they had depth and felt real to me.
I had read another book by this author, Little Conversations. It was also set in Montana and what I’ve come to realize is that Montana is almost like a character itself in these books, adds another layer to my enjoyment of the story. I have now added Montana to my vacation spots! Maybe the hubs and I can visit the public library in Snowcreek (is there a real Snowcreek?) and re-enact some of the scenes from this book.
All in all, the characters and plot were great in this book. I really enjoyed it, and I think if you’re a fan of erotic romance like I am, you can’t go wrong with this book and author. 4.5 stars!
The low, warm light caressed his features, and his concerned eyes caught hers. Nervously, her tongue instinctively ran along her lips, drawing his gaze down for a moment. The intensity in his eyes as he looked back at her stopped her heart and caused a tremble to course through her.
“My God, you are a truly beautiful man,” she murmured.
He smiled and shook his head. “You’re truly drunk.”
“Yeah, I am. But, seriously… Holy fuck,” she continued to gaze at him with a starry-eyed expression. “When you showed up at Michelle’s, I was trying so hard to stay pissed at you for earlier, to keep my distance from you. But you just kinda made me go all… Uhhh…” She looked down, studying her fingers as they traced the zipper on his coat.
“I just kinda… melted. That pissed me off even more. I shouldn’t be telling you this, though. You have enough Snowcreek groupies going all bonkers over you all the time. I doubt your ego really needs anymore fluffing.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who has tried so hard to be pissed at me,” he murmured softly as his hand brushed along her cheek. “You tend to bring my ego back down to earth.” He touched his forehead to hers, drawing a rush of breath from deep in her chest.
“Rhys,” she whispered, “don’t kiss me again. You’re too hard to push away.”
She could feel the battle inside him, the tensing muscles and the steeled resolve.
“I know I shouldn’t,” he said softly. “I keep replaying that last kiss, though. The sweet taste of your lips. Fuck, sweetheart. You make me so… hungry.”
The fingers softly brushing her cheek set every nerve of her body on fire, and a shallow exhalation shuddered in her chest, leaving her body in short, gaspy breaths.
“Oh fuck,” Shea whispered. Almost of their own accord, her arms fumbled to his shoulders and wrapped around his neck, and she pulled herself up to him to press her lips against his.
Sibylla Matilde grew up in the mountain valleys of Southwest Montana exploring the dusty Old West gold country on the back of a horse. She attended a two-room schoolhouse beginning in 1st grade & had the same teacher until she changed schools after 7th. Beginning at about age 12, Sibylla discovered historical romance, feeding off
of work of Jude Deveraux & Lisa Kleypas. She loves a book that can make the reader run the gamut of emotions, from the sweet glow of new love to gut-wrenching heartache. She is a true romantic & always has stories floating around in her head, living in a fantasyland until she writes them down to free them.Music is her emotional trigger. Growing up with a Wagnarian-loving mother, Sibylla was raised to treasure music that digs deep into the psyche, drawing out elation, sorrow, grief, desire. The soundtrack to her life includes many genres spanning centuries. She looooooooves Thirty Seconds to Mars (rather obsessively, actually… but, really, how can you NOT be crazy about this guy!? Jared Leto. Shhh.
) & pimps them out to all her friends through Spotify. She also delights in Met Opera HD broadcasts at her local movie theater & hopes (listening Met?) to someday see Diana Damrau reprise her role as Mozart’s Queen of the Night in Die Zauberflöte.
Sibylla lives with her husband and hero who saved her from her own calamitous, young-adult self. He makes her laugh daily, even when things are tough. He’s proved to her that love really can heal a shattered soul. In 18 years, they have never had a fight, although argue regularly with their two teenage kids who have, unfortunately, inherited their
father’s quick wit (unfortunate as it is a quick wit that Sibylla, herself, definitely does not possess – there is a reason she is a writer & not a stand-up comedian). They live a quiet life with their two weird little rescued Chiweenies. Wait… teenagers & little yap-dogs? OK, maybe not so quiet.
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