Jo knew that she was in way over her head when her hands were shaking so much, she couldn’t open the damn cabin door.
She shut her eyes, said a quick prayer for help because Tap dancing Christ on a cracker get a grip, took a deep breath and relaxed. Hard to do with two-hundred-plus pounds of hard, hot man standing right behind her, but she managed.
The key turned in the lock.
She opened the door, stepped into the warm little space, turned to beckon him in. The cabin was welcoming and adorable, all honey wood and colorful throw rugs scattered around. The kitchen was fine for coffee and toast, the living room was fine for a glass of wine on the sofa while watching a movie.
The bathroom was more than fine for a long, hot bubble bath with a gorgeous man. The bedroom was absolutely more tha
