Held By Moonlight by Carly Keene

Tia:
I’m the overworked and underpaid assistant to a manic event planner, based out of Chicago. My boss sent me to West Virginia to oversee an executive getaway/convention at this cool little ski resort. It’s a great place, with this amazing rustic furniture that I’d love to source for another venue we use and the most incredible views, but I’m so sick of dealing with entitled executives who consider me their personal squeeze toy.
To get away from them, I manage to tag on the end of a trail-riding horseback excursion, but when I somehow take a wrong turn, I can’t figure out how to get back to the group.
And then this mountain man shows up. He’s gorgeous, foul-mouthed, and probably breaking the law, but he’s my only way back to civilization.

Wyatt:
I’m cutting deadfall in the Nation Forest for my woodstove—with a permit, mind you—when this curvy harpy comes out of the woods and starts yelling at me for despoiling the wonders of nature. She’s limping, and clearly lost, but it doesn’t hinder her sharp tongue any.
I’ve always been happy on my own, spending free time with my extended family and living a woodsman’s life, making rustic furniture that is beginning to get some notice and sell well. But this girl might be able to change my mind about being alone.