Mercer by Lana Dash

LIVVY:
It started with a mistyped email address. One year later and I’m still writing with my Alaskan pen pal. But when the door begins to close on a chance to see if our friendship could become something more, I convince my boss to send me to Alaska to write about life in the bush. I need to find out once and for all if there is anything between us or if it’s all in my head.

MERCER:
When I’m hired to fly around a travel writer, I can’t shake the familiar feeling I get when I’m around her. She’s beautiful and funny, but my heart belongs to a woman I’ve never met. Do I take a chance on the woman in front of me or hold out for the one whose words keep me company on long cold nights?