Wintering With the Cattleman: A Filthy Western Close Quarters Romance

The blizzard buries the Wyoming ranch in snow, leaving Flora Langford to face Fletcher Jameson alone in the line shack. He runs the shack in short commands, and she catches herself waiting for the next one. The grief under them makes him reach for her even as he pulls away. Three days of that silence, and neither of them has named it.

Every task from balancing the ledger under a single lamp to pressing his palm against the small of her back at the boundary post tightens the tension between them. His hunger to claim her grows with each brush of bodies in the cramped spaces, threatening the partnership that holds the ranch together.

Her fear of loss clashes with the need to surrender to him, while his grief warns against the risk of new pain. What will remain when the storm finally breaks and the claiming is complete?