Pursued by the Mountain Man Enforcer

Journee

Why I ever thought agreeing to an arranged marriage was a good idea is beyond me. At the time I agreed, I thought I was doing my parents a favor, but in reality, they didn’t see it as a favor but as a duty as their daughter.

When it was time to walk down the aisle and say “I do” to a man I don’t love, I panicked and fled the church, leaving my groom and family behind. My older sister is the only one I care about disappointing, but watching her try to talk me out of the wedding was the wake-up call I needed.

Sneaking out of the church was easy—navigating the woods around the church and finding a fully stocked, vacant cabin was a stroke of luck. Until the day my luck runs out, when the cabin's owner comes home to find me asleep in his bed, wearing one of his flannel shirts, making me feel like Goldilocks to his Papa Bear. And I definitely wouldn’t mind curling up in his lap, as I imagine running my fingers through the thick chest hair sticking out of his shirt.

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I’ve served my country in the military and, in my private life, as a bounty hunter, but nothing prepared me for the beautiful, curvy blonde in my bed. The little squatter has taken up residence in my cabin while I was away on a job and refuses to leave.

It isn’t bad enough that I catch her sleeping in my bed, but she’s wearing my favorite flannel shirt and has eaten most of the groceries I keep stocked in my cabin. Add to that all the wildflowers she’s picked and placed all over my cabin, and she’s taken over every inch of my home.

With her long, curly blonde hair, she reminds me of that little menace, Goldilocks, from the fairy tales my mom used to read to me as a child. Except this time, Goldilocks is going to find out exactly what happens when you poke the bear.