Lexie Davis

Wrong cabin, right bed. When an unlikely pair find themselves snowed in, the only thing to do is heat up the sheets.


My foot’s barely in the door of the isolated cabin I rented when a naked, gorgeous, dripping wet guy walks out of the bedroom. I may be half-frozen from the storm outside but one look at this mountain man has my blood heating. Too bad the gruff stranger isn’t as pleased with the cabin mix-up as I am.

With the power out and the storm raging, there’s only one way to survive the night: body heat. An innocent cuddle by the fire is the furthest thing from my mind. Once Reid McKenna’s body is pressed against mine—skin on skin, muscle against curves—raw need takes over.

He’s got me hot and bothered, and wanting more.

Tonight, the wind won’t be the only thing howling.