Wynter Frost planned for cocoa, charity, and a cozy weekend in her snowy hometown. Wrapped gifts. A small-town charity event with kids in need—and maybe a little help from her infuriating but lovable brother.
Instead? A damn blizzard. A dead phone. And Dom ghosting her again.
Fed up and frozen after fighting her way through snow, Wynter storms into the family cabin—ready to strangle her brother—only to fling open the steamy bathroom door and find a tall, dripping, very naked stranger stepping out of the shower.
Nikolai Vasiliou Olympic gold medalist. Snow god, fallen star, was supposed to be hiding out. Injured, exhausted, hounded by the press and caught in a scandal he didn’t ask for. He needs quiet, not a fiery woman with a sharp tongue and zero patience. But once the storm hits, there’s no escape—from the snow… or from each other.
She’s all warmth, heart, and fierce determination.
He’s chaos, heat, and the kind of temptation she doesn’t have time for.
But with only one bed, a cabin full of tension, and nowhere to run, one question lingers.:
What melts faster—snow, or the walls they’ve built around their hearts?
A steamy small-town romance.