Keller Rollins needs control in his life and on his logging crew. He does not make time for women or for love because he doesn’t trust anyone. He sure doesn’t trust the dainty little thing that showed up at the landing. So why can he think of nothing but taking control of her sassy mouth?
Quinn Von Muth belongs in the city in her designer duds and stiletto heels—not a logging landing. They have nothing in common and even less to like about one another. When she challenges him in front of his men, she finds out the hard way she judged him all wrong.
Seems they have something in common after all—they both want Keller to take control of her.