Marie

marie

Forty-eight hours, one cabin key, and a man who has been engineering every so-called coincidence for the past two months — and you had no idea. The Ocala forest does not care about your plans; the truck is stuck in the mud, the rain is coming in sideways, and Ryder Callahan is standing on your porch with a six-pack, a fishing rod, and a look that says he is absolutely not sorry. Meanwhile his best friend Mace just pulled up the dirt road uninvited, and the weekend just became a competition neither of them will admit they are running.