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

I drive all the way home with a wide grin on my face. 3


When I get home, I take a quick shower, make a huge pot of coffee, then grab my laptop to email Karl and tell him about my dead phone so he doesn’t worry himself into getting an ulcer if he tries to call and I don’t pick up. And when I open my email program, it’s there.


A new email, from sender Viggo Moberg, with the subject line “As promised.”


I lean back, take a sip of my coffee, read his name on my screen over and over again between sips as a smile spreads on my face. I expected him to keep his word—his interest was unmistakable—but I didn’t expect him to do it so quickly. The time stamp on the message tells me he probably wrote it at the rest stop before heading back to the cabin, something that makes my smile even wider. By now, I’m probably grinning like a loon.


Chapter 11