Mountain Men Series by S.J. Tilly

Courtney. I’m just so exhausted—always living on the edge of desperation, one paycheck away from ruin. But this new job…. It could be the fresh start I need. It could change everything. The contract is only for three months, but if I keep my head down, work hard, and prove myself, maybe I could stay longer. Maybe I could make Black Mountain Lodge my home. As I pull down the gravel drive, surrounded by the forest and mountains and bright blue skies, I feel something I haven’t felt in a while... moreCourtney. I’m just so exhausted—always living on the edge of desperation, one paycheck away from ruin. But this new job…. It could be the fresh start I need. It could change everything. The contract is only for three months, but if I keep my head down, work hard, and prove myself, maybe I could stay longer. Maybe I could make Black Mountain Lodge my home. As I pull down the gravel drive, surrounded by the forest and mountains and bright blue skies, I feel something I haven’t felt in a while. I feel hope. Sterling. My new employee is late. I’m already in a bad mood about having to train him, still salty about my old guy retiring on me. But while I’m waiting, a woman pulls up my drive. A woman straight from my damn dreams. Curvy and pretty, looking at me with wide eyes framed with sooty lashes. And suddenly, I’m no longer thinking about my late employee. But then she opens her mouth and asks for me, introducing herself as Courtney, my new hire. Courtney. Not Court, like the application said. And I realize there’s been a mistake. I can’t have this woman working here. Living on my property. Distracting me. I mean, my staff. No. She can’t work for me. End of story. Except she won’t leave. She even threatens to sue me. Fine. If she won’t let me fire her before she even starts, then I’ll just have to make her leave on her own. less

Kendra. Moving into my dad’s house at age thirty-two because my roommate scammed me out of my rent… not exactly what I’d call winning at life. So on my drive to Colorado, I decide I need one more night of freedom, and the cute motel on the side of the road is the perfect place to stop. Bonus that it has a bar. Extra bonus when I spot him sitting at the end of the bar. The super hot silver fox, with biceps testing the limits of his flannel. I debate between sitting alone or being bold... moreKendra. Moving into my dad’s house at age thirty-two because my roommate scammed me out of my rent… not exactly what I’d call winning at life. So on my drive to Colorado, I decide I need one more night of freedom, and the cute motel on the side of the road is the perfect place to stop. Bonus that it has a bar. Extra bonus when I spot him sitting at the end of the bar. The super hot silver fox, with biceps testing the limits of his flannel. I debate between sitting alone or being bold. But when I catch him watching me, like I’m watching him, bold wins. He’s charming and sweet, and I can practically feel the chemistry crackling between us. And when I give him my room key… he uses it. But we both know this is just for one night. That we’ll never see each other again. Until a week later. When he shows up at my house. Because he’s my dad’s best friend. Luther. I stare at her. The woman I worried I’d never see again. And relief wars with guilt inside my chest. Because she, the girl of my dreams, is my best friend’s daughter. And I know I’m screwed. Because I shouldn’t touch her. Not ever again. But… I know I’m going to. Soon. less

Tilda. I have a new house. Well, new to me. Just like living in my own place on the top of a mountain, rather than in a city apartment, is new to me. But it’s mine now because my Great Uncle Jack passed away, and he left me his freaking house. In Colorado. On the border of Lonely Peak State Park. But that’s not all he did. He also left a series of letters. A scavenger hunt of clues that leads me back to Vegas. To his lawyer’s office. To the reading of his will... moreTilda. I have a new house. Well, new to me. Just like living in my own place on the top of a mountain, rather than in a city apartment, is new to me. But it’s mine now because my Great Uncle Jack passed away, and he left me his freaking house. In Colorado. On the border of Lonely Peak State Park. But that’s not all he did. He also left a series of letters. A scavenger hunt of clues that leads me back to Vegas. To his lawyer’s office. To the reading of his will. Where I learn I must marry in order to keep my sudden inheritance out of the greedy hands of my family. And since they’re the worst, I only have one option. Ask the grumpy park ranger I just met to be my husband. Ethan. Jack never lied. Not outright. But he did omit some things. Like the fact that his grandkid Matty is actually a fully grown woman named Matilda. And the fact that she looks like a walking, talking mountain fairy with her long purple hair and a wardrobe of lust-inducing dresses. He also failed to mention that he was setting us up. That he was setting all of this up. And now, when the woman I unwittingly agreed to watch out for stands before me, asking me to marry her, there’s only one answer I can give…. less