Stormwalker

When the plane carrying Sara Grant’s eighteen-year-old nephew crashes in the rugged Colorado Rockies, she refuses to accept the possibility that he hadn’t survived. Cullen was the only family she had left and she was willing to do whatever it took to find him and bring him safely home. If that meant going toe to toe with the one man who might be able to help her find the crash site, she was fine with that. Cody Wolf might be the most intimidating – and gorgeous – man she’d ever met but she wasn’t going to back down. He was going to help her find Cullen whether he liked it or not.

Cody didn’t like it. He didn’t like having his solitary life interrupted by five feet nothing of determined woman. He didn’t like the stubborn set of her chin or the sweet curve of her mouth. He especially didn’t like the fact that those beautiful, pansy-colored eyes had haunted his dreams even before she showed up on his doorstep. With an Irish mother and a Native American father, he’d grown up knowing that some things defied conventional explanation, like knowing, even before she arrived, that Sara Grant was going to change his life forever.

Reluctantly, he agreed to help her search for the downed plane. Even more reluctantly, he agreed to take her with him. He knew he had the skills to survive days in the wilderness. What he wasn’t sure of his ability to keep his heart safe from temptation.