The frigid Rocky Mountain air is nothing compared to the chill between a gorgeous scientist and a hardened FBI agent. But out in the middle of nowhere, all it takes is body heat to melt the snow.
Alex Scott has been doing just fine on her own, studying mountain lions and living alone in a log cabin seventy-five miles from anywhere. The last thing she needs is some cocky guy, even one with looks to die for, falling from the sky.
All FBI agent Tag Donovan wants is to find the mobster who killed his partner. But when he finds himself pushed off a low-flying plane, only to land face-down in the snow in a hail of bullets, survival is the only thing on his mind. Until he gets a good look at the beauty who drags him to safety.
Ignoring each other isn’t going to work when there’s no one else around—especially when Alex could be the key to solving Tag’s mystery. And though Tag’s aching body wants nothing but bed rest, Alex’s smoky voice makes him think of more exciting uses for the bed. And the table. And—well, after all, he’s no snow-angel.