The Fall Risk

by Abby Jimenez

But why me? I’m not that interesting.” She was, though. She really, really was.

Seth was a man I wouldn’t mind meeting alone in the woods. He was warm and kind and sweet—and devastatingly handsome. Honestly, it was ridiculous. He looked like a brown-eyed Brandon Sklenar. Tan, tall. Strong. But funny and self-deprecating.

“And what about you?” he asked. “Any hurdles I can clear?”