Big Bad Wolf

MY, WHAT BIG SHOULDERS HE HAD …

Big and wide and strong, Wolf Trevelyan’s shoulders were just right for his powerful physique — just right to hold a girl. And Molly Kincaid wondered what his arms would feel like wrapped tight around her.

AND A WICKED SMILE …

Molly knew she should have been scared of the dark stranger when he confronted her on her shortcut through the Maine woods. She had been warned of Wolf’s questionable past and sinister ways.

LIPS THE BETTER TO KISS HER WITH …

But there was something compelling in his gaze, something tantalizing in his touch — something about Wolf that left Molly willing to throw caution, and her grandmother’s concerns, to the wind to see if love wouldn’t find the best way home.