Winter Mittens and Snowmobiles by Mackenzy Fox

When the grumpy lumberjack needs someone to run his office, I should never have jumped at the chance…

Zane Lawless is your usual grumpy mountain man who acts like the world owes him a favor. He has a successful Christmas tree farm, his family owns a thriving Lodge in Alpine Falls, and he chops wood like nobody’s business.
Then there’s me, a Manhattan native. Let’s just say I took a few liberties with faking my resume because I need this job. I can’t go back to New York, and hiding out in the one-horse town for a while seems like a no-brainer.
Zane is desperate for help because nobody in town wants to work for him, and I just happen to come knocking at just the right time.
I quickly learn that “office manager” is a glorified label for a “Jack-of-all-trades”. Had I known I’d be out shoveling snow, wrangling wild animals, and trying to stop losing my winter mittens, I might have done a swift U-Turn out of this small town.
I didn’t sign up for this, but I’m also quickly learning there’s more than meets the eye to grumpy Zane Lawless, and his reasons for why he pushes everyone away.

The question is, why is he stealing my heart so easily, when I know his is encircled with icicles and unable to be reached?
Maybe this Christmas, showing Zane how us city girls operate might just be the thing to revive his cold heart? And maybe that dangling mistletoe could spell the start of my one chance to finally be happy, not just for the holidays.