The Mountain Man’s Curvy Obsession by Adriana French

I’m a reclusive mountain man for a damn good reason, so why did I let Gran talk me into this? The mail order bride service she picked, sent the wrong person! They matched me with my ex-girlfriend – the curvy, annoying, crazy one, I can’t resist.
Eva, all her curves, and hundreds of boxes have moved into my cabin. My head is spinning. She says she didn’t know who she was signing up to marry, either, and isn’t thrilled it’s me. But she has nowhere to go. Says she needs me, and knows I need her, and when she locks those pretty silvery eyes on mine, and looks at me like I’m the only man in the world she wants, she knows I can’t resist her—She’s purposely torturing me in my own home.

Thirty days. That was supposed to be the deal, with no flirting, no sharing beds, preferably, no talking and certainly no talk about love. Problem is, now, she’s looking for a new place to live, and I’m losing it. It’s only been one day, and I already can’t stand the thought of her leaving.