Katie J. Cross

This coffee shop is going to kill me. Sure, it's my dad's dream. If he hadn't died eight months ago, I wouldn't be here, a college drop out, trying not to drown in debt. Nor would I be staring into the muddy eyes of a viking-sized man that's telling me everything I'm doing wrong....

Once upon a time, I thought my stutter was the worst thing that ever happened to me. But now I know better. Being held at gunpoint outranks a speech impediment any day. Thankfully, my longtime crush Jayson Hernandez tackled that problem to the ground with those broad shoulders.

The small mountain town of Pineville had my heart from the moment I stepped in it. Maybe Benjamin Mercedy did too. Too bad he’s way out of my league. When things escalate to an unsafe situation at home, I have no choice but to ask the town MMA fighter to teach me self-defense.

When it comes to men, I'd rather not. In fact, I prefer paints. Cleaning the Frolicking Moose at night, renting the loft out by day, and sinking into my oils and charcoal drawings are really all I want out of life right now. Simplicity and space. Then Hawk walks in on a snowy night.

I didn’t ask for my life to be uprooted, but won’t sit by while my creepy ex-boss destroys everything—himself included. Except . . . there’s only one person that can help me disappear for a while, and I’m pretty sure he groans every time he sees me calling.