Big & Rough Bed Breaking Mountain Man: A Curvy Girl BBW Grumpy Sunshine Instalove Alpha Mountain Man Brother's Best Friend Romance

I've spent seven years hiding in the mountains, forging metal and avoiding feelings. Now my best friend has dragged me back to the city for a Renaissance Faire, and I'm stuck staying with Luna—his sister and the woman whose heart I shattered years ago. She's all curves and sunshine, running her yarn shop with the same warmth that once melted my defenses. I tell myself I can survive a week under her roof without breaking anything—especially not her heart again.

But every smile, every accidental touch, every scent of vanilla and wool is cracking my carefully built walls. I've always known I'm not wired right for love—my parents' toxic relationship taught me that much. Yet when the pull between us becomes impossible to resist, I'm faced with a truth I've been running maybe I wasn't protecting Luna by leaving. Maybe I was just protecting myself.

As the line between desire and deeper feelings blurs, I'm terrified of the fire building between us. Because this time, if I run, I'll be leaving behind more than memories. I'll be leaving the only woman who's ever made me want to stay.



When Emmett Huntley walks back into my life after seven years, he's just as frustratingly handsome as I remember—all brooding intensity and calloused hands that once set my world on fire with a single kiss. Now he's sleeping under my roof for a week, a mountain of a man trying not to break my furniture or what's left of my heart.

I've built a good life without him—my yarn shop thrives, and I've convinced myself I'm over that crushing rejection. But the way he looks at me when he thinks I don't notice tells a different story than the one he gave me years ago about being "incapable of love."

When desire ignites between us, stronger and more consuming than before, I'm done letting Emmett hide behind his walls. This isn't just about unfinished business or scratching an itch—it's about making him face what he's really afraid that what we have isn't destructive at all, but the kind of love that could heal us both.

I'm not the same girl he left behind. This time, if he wants to run, he'll have to break more than my heart—he'll have to admit he's breaking his own.