M?ns Elemander had A Plan. A researched and well-thought-out one, devised to help him avoid getting lost while foraging for mushrooms in an unfamiliar forest. But his cell phone battery didn’t get the memo, died unexpectedly, and thwarted The Plan, leaving M?ns with a basket full of mushrooms, but no idea where to go. Until the sounds of someone chopping wood reaches him.<br><br>M?ns follows the sound and finds a quaint cabin ... and its owner, Viggo Moberg. Viggo is kind, understanding of the situation, and willing to help. He’s also smoking hot and their connection is instant, threatening to ignite and burn down the woods. Will the sparks burn fast and fizzle out, or will the attraction grow roots, just like the trees in the forest?

They Met in the Woods

“Please sit while you wait,” he says.


I accept his offer and sink onto the couch. I run my hand over the leather, marveling over its softness. “This is lovely. The perfect safe haven.”


“Being in the forest has become my escape from everyday life. I mean, I’m far from an outdoors expert. I used to live in the city, and the nearby park had this wooded area that I adored. It was kind of small and cultivated and well-tended, but it was big enough that you can go into it and not see civilization. In the end, I went there every day but craved the real thing. It was a big deciding factor in leaving city life behind. There were other reasons, too, but being closer to nature became more and more important. I just moved to the area and don’t know my way around. Hence getting lost when my phone, and my maps, died.”


I snap my mouth shut—I tend to ramble sometimes—and instead pick up said phone to see if it’s charged long enough to restart. It’s still dead, and I scowl.


Chapter 4