Angol
My marriage blew up. So I went to Alaska. Obviously, the logical next step.
If my cheating ex hadn't gotten caught, I'd still be the fool who thought I had forever. Instead, I'm on a "divorce trip" in small town Alaska, trying to figure out what starting over even looks like.
I wanted to feel like myself again. What I did not want was to break my ankle on a glacier.
Enter Tanner Houlton.
Firefighter. Flannel-wearing knight. Hot enough to melt permafrost. The kind of steady, protective man who shows up to rescue anyone in need. In this case: me.
I'm an expert at hiding my pain behind laughter. Tanner sees right through me. He treats that version of me like she's worth knowing.
He bears his own scars. While I've swore off men, he's determined to change my mind.
I came to Alaska to be find myself again. I told myself I was here to heal, not to fall. I told myself a lot of things.
