Luke’s first impulse was to get out of the cabin.
His upbringing had been rough, and he’d never held relationships in high esteem. Now he faced a bigger emotional upheaval in the form of one small, curvy woman.

Miranda shook him to his core, rocking beliefs he’d held for a lifetime, because her innocence was real. She understood what honor was and that once the code was broken you could never go back.

His gaze landed on the wrought-iron bedstead in the corner of the room. The desire that had been his constant companion since their embrace the other night hit him hard. Hell, who was he kidding? He’d wanted her ever since he’d seen her.