Moving to Willowbrook Ridge is supposed to be my fresh start. No distractions, no noise—just me, and the promise of a new life with an arranged marriage to a woman I’ve only spoken to through email. Cupid’s Bloom Co. guarantees they’ll find my perfect match, but when I see her, I know I’m in trouble. Stacia is everything I’m not—sweet, skittish, and so damn hopeful for love it makes my chest ache.
Chaotic and like no woman I’ve ever seen, I can already tell she’ll be a handful. Either way, I’m putting a ring on her finger. All I have to do is keep my hands to myself. If I touch her like I want to, then I might really scare her away.
Love has never been my thing. I’ve always been better with plants—they don’t expect anything from me except water and sunlight. However, no one wants to die alone. Not even the woman cooped up on the mountain with a jungle growing inside her home.
Cupid’s Bloom Co. promised me a soulmate, and I trusted them. Yet, Jack is the one to show up. He’s wrong. He has to be. Too quiet, too broody, too… intense. And yet, every time his stormy eyes land on me, my heart races. There’s only one thing scarier than the man himself, and that’s the way he’s making me feel every time he can’t help but invade my space.
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Hopeless for the Mountain Man (Cupid's Bloom Co. Agency)
Moving to Willowbrook Ridge is supposed to be my fresh start. No distractions, no noise—just me, and the promise of a new life with an arranged marriage to a woman I’ve only spoken to through email. Cupid’s Bloom Co. guarantees they’ll find my perfect match, but when I see her, I know I’m in trouble. Stacia is everything I’m not—sweet, skittish, and so damn hopeful for love it makes my chest ache.
Chaotic and like no woman I’ve ever seen, I can already tell she’ll be a handful. Either way, I’m putting a ring on her finger. All I have to do is keep my hands to myself. If I touch her like I want to, then I might really scare her away.
Love has never been my thing. I’ve always been better with plants—they don’t expect anything from me except water and sunlight. However, no one wants to die alone. Not even the woman cooped up on the mountain with a jungle growing inside her home.
Cupid’s Bloom Co. promised me a soulmate, and I trusted them. Yet, Jack is the one to show up. He’s wrong. He has to be. Too quiet, too broody, too… intense. And yet, every time his stormy eyes land on me, my heart races. There’s only one thing scarier than the man himself, and that’s the way he’s making me feel every time he can’t help but invade my space.