She’s mine to claim.
Mine to protect.
Mine to care for.
I swore I’d never go back to that mountain, not after my childhood friend and I fell out years ago. So imagine my shock when I find out he’s died and left me his old hunting cabin.
On the way there, I find myself staring down the barrel of a pistol without a safety, in the form of smooth thighs, arresting green eyes, and curves that could charm a sapling into a mighty oak.
But it turns out my old buddy’s gone and thrown me another curveball: the nymph with the ass that won’t quit? That’s his eighteen-year-old little girl. She’s running from something, but I’m not about to let anyone lay a finger on this green-eyed angel.
I’ll put my life on the line to keep her safe, because that’s what good Daddies do