Planted By the Mountain Man by Annee Jones

FLORA:
🐝 I had a plan. A good plan. Insemination, positive test, baby on the way — all on my terms. Nowhere in that plan did it say “drive to Montana to stalk your sperm donor.”

But his profile kept rattling around in my head. I just wanted to see him. Quietly. Like a normal, well-adjusted person.
Instead I tripped over a hive box and landed at the feet of the grumpiest, hottest beekeeper in the mountain west. Then I panicked and told him I was a landscape designer. At least that part is true. Now I’m planting pollinator gardens I invented on the spot while he drizzles wild honey over everything he cooks and looks at me like I’m trouble he wants to taste. 🍯

The longer I stay — swallowing his honey, feeling his hands, watching spring crack this mountain wide open — the harder it gets to remember I came here to observe. Not to stay. And definitely not to fall.

He’s starting to suspect I’m not here for the flowers.

I’m starting to realize he might be right. 🌸

🔥 Grumpy-sunshine • Breeding kink • Forced proximity • Who-falls-first • Guaranteed HEA
Quick, hot, and bingeable in one sitting. 🐝