Chapter Five

What do you do when a drop dead gorgeous, and very naked, man knocked on your door then proceeded to almost drop dead? Call your BFF.

At least, that was what Jozette did.

“What?!” Marissa shrieked over the phone, and Jozette had to pull the thing away from her ear.

Her gaze went back to the huge, and naked, did she mention naked, guy who was covered in melting ice all over his hair and body, and dripping all over her parents’ floor. Jozette had tugged him, barely able to move the giant, until he was on the area rug near the fireplace.

Luckily, she had been able to make a small fire that night and the embers were still glowing and warm. The mystery man was well over six feet tall, and so handsome she could not stop looking. But he was hurt, or something, and she was trying hard not to be a total creep with her thoughts.