This winter finds Kemp Trumble in a pickle along Lake Erie as he attempts to seek out some quiet time to finish writing his next best-selling thriller. Not only does he think the lumberjack next door is loud and annoying, but he also believes the stud alluring, a heavy distraction, and sexy.<br><br>Kemp purposely tries to keep his distance from Jack Manwood, knowing they rub each other the wrong way. To no avail, Kemp seems to constantly run into Jack. No matter how much Kemp steers clear of the hot neighbor, Jack is always around, here and there, everywhere.<br><br>Unpredictably, these two different men, one from the back woods and one from the city, find common ground: drinks at Timbers, manly hugs, and the annual Lumberjack Competition, which they both attend. But are Kemp and Jack's similarities strong enough to escalate their friendly relationship into boyfriendhood? Or will they remain separated by miles of lumber and broken hearts?

Lumberjack

“I prefer construction men over writers, but you’re still hot.


“I can eat seventeen hot dogs at one time. Don’t challenge me, because I’ll do it. It will blow your mind.


“My favorite book is The Red Ponyby John Steinbeck. A lot of people think it’s dull and lifeless, but I feel it’s absolute genius.


“Mary Poppins is over-rated. I mean, come on…a carpetbag filled with magic.


“I voted for Hillary. It’s too bad she didn’t win. What good things the world could have seen with her. Too bad Mr. Pissy Orangehead is in Office.


“There’s nothing worse than whipped cream on ice cream. I loathe it. Who would even think of destroying such a fine substance with a whipped cream?


“My favorite instrument is the cello. It’s something I’ve always wanted to learn how to play, but never seemed to have enough time…or a cello.


Chapter 18