Caught in the Axe (Maine Lumberjacks, #1)

by Daphne Elliot

Best learn to slow down a bit or you won’t survive.”

And when she did, it was like standing in the sun. Her attention was warm and comforting, and it created an ache inside me, one I’d never felt before and couldn’t identify.

“Hm. Lemme guess. He’s actually a cinnamon roll in a thousand-dollar suit and will fall madly in love with her and give up his life in the big city to grow flowers in the small town.”

In true romance trope fashion

He smelled like cedar and clean laundry, and the way the scent enveloped me made my knees wobble.

He was so much more than the stuck-up city asshole everyone thought he was. He was thoughtful and sarcastic and he gave excellent hugs.

“Don’t be ashamed. You, Owen Hebert, are one fine vintage piece.”

“I’m looking at my Audible library now. Let’s get Sebastian York or Jacob Morgan in your ears.

Droooollling cause jacob morgan is life

“There will never be enough when it comes to you.”

swoon

“I’m a growing boy,” I teased, slowly lowering my face. “And I need to eat.”

“That,” she said, her eyes sparkling, “was incredible.” She grabbed my face and kissed me. “I usually don’t like oral.” I froze and my stomach bottomed out. How was that possible? “But you’re some kind of expert.” Now that was the best compliment I’d probably ever received. Fuck my diplomas. I wanted that matted, framed, and hung on my office wall. But I diverted

“You are now my favorite meal. Get used to it, because I’m going to be eating you every day.”

“Lila, this has nothing to do with getting laid. I’m trying to show you how damn special you are.”

Swooooon

“The lumberjack brigade has arrived. We’ve got Scruffy Lumberjack, Corporate Lumberjack, Man Bun Lumberjack, and, ooh, my personal favorite, Sensitive Musician Lumberjack. It’s a goddamn buffet, ladies.”