Big & Burly

Brewer Benson has been coming to the diner every morning for a month.

He never talks.
Never makes eye contact.
And definitely never smiles.

Which would be fine…if I wasn’t completely obsessed with him.

He’s forty-two, nearly seven feet tall, and built like a mountain.
I’m half his age, plus-size, and certain I’m not his type.

Until the day he stands up for me in front of a packed diner.

I try not to read into it, but my best friend Savannah insists he wants me.
When she decides to play matchmaker, I end up snowed in at Brewer’s cabin.

Now this grumpy mountain man can’t keep his eyes off me.
I thought I was the obsessed one, but Brewer looks feral with need.

I’m starting to think he’s been restraining himself all along.
And if that restraint snaps…I’m all his.