I probably shouldn’t have ogled Braden Oakley’s big axe. Oops.
Tall as a redwood and built like a moose, the devastatingly gorgeous lumberjack should have nothing in common with little miss artsy-pants—aka, me. Especially when his close-knit family likely expects him to date a certain type of girl—namely, the opposite of yours truly. So how come the harder I try to stay away, the more I end up wrapped up in his muscled arms begging for more of his hard…wood?
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