by Carly Keene
“You’re not done making love to me?” I repeat, so happy I never imagined feeling like this.
“Never,” he says. “You’re still mine forever.”
“Longer than that,” I finish, and then we’re together again, joined as one.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
About the Author
Carly Keene writes short steamy romance packed full of hot instalove between sexy, assertive men and the fantastic women they fall in love with. A lot of sweetness, plus a lot of steam! If you’ve ever wished that Hallmark™ movies showed what happens in the bedroom, Carly’s books are for you. No cheating or cliffhangers, just guaranteed happily-ever-afters.
She’s a small-town girl who lives in Virginia with the love of her life and a crazy goofball dog.
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Also by Carly Keene
Christmas Lumberjacks Series:
1 Holly Dreams
2 Christmas Presents
3 Christmas Angel Wishes
Christmas Lumberjacks Box Set (Collection)
Heart Doctors Series:
1 Noah
2 Deena
3 Maddox
4 Finlay
5 Alison
Heart Doctors Box Set (Collection)
Found My Valentine
Shenanigans & Malarkey Series:
1 Prone to Shenanigans
2 Prone to Malarkey
Shenanigans & Malarkey Collection
Moonlight Ridge Mountain Men Series:
1 Captured by Moonlight
2 Taken by Moonlight
3 Held by Moonlight
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
COMING SOON
Held by Moonlight: Moonlight Ridge Mountain Men Book 2
Tia Montgomery
I’m the overworked and underpaid assistant to a manic event planner, based out of Chicago. My boss sent me to West Virginia to oversee an executive getaway/convention at this cool little ski resort. It’s a great place, with this amazing rustic furniture that I’d love to source for another venue we use and the most incredible views, but I’m so sick of dealing with entitled executives who consider me their personal squeeze toy.
To get away from them, I manage to tag on the end of a trail-riding horseback excursion, but when I somehow take a wrong turn, I can’t figure out how to get back to the group.
And then this mountain man shows up. He’s gorgeous, foul-mouthed, and probably breaking the law, but he’s my only way back to civilization.
Wyatt Fields
I’m cutting deadfall in the Nation Forest for my woodstove—with a permit, mind you—when this curvy harpy comes out of the woods and starts yelling at me for despoiling the wonders of nature. She’s limping, and clearly lost, but it doesn’t hinder her sharp tongue any.
I’ve always been happy on my own, spending free time with my extended family and living a woodsman’s life, making rustic furniture that is beginning to get some notice and sell well. But this girl might be able to change my mind about being alone.
