Hank Smith saved my life, carrying me through a blizzard to his mountain cabin. He doesn't like strangers, and he doesn't like leaving his sanctuary. Now I'm trapped here with him until the snow melts. I see him looking at me. He tries to hide behind a gruff exterior, but I see the longing and the heat burning in his eyes. I know he wants me, and I can't resist him. I want to feel those big, rough hands all over my body.But once he's unleashed his...