Bunking with the Lumberjack

Steamy forced-proximity mountain man romance—gruff lumberjack hero meets type-A events coordinator heroine when a convenient "plumbing emergency" forces her into his garage apartment, blending instalove intensity, opposites attract chemistry, possessive alpha energy, and small-town matchmaking chaos.

I'M A LUMBERJACK. I clear trails with a chainsaw, split firewood before dawn, and run an outfitting company held together by instinct and duct tape. My cabin's a disaster. My kitchen has an engine part on the counter. And I've never once looked at a woman and thought forever.

Then she showed up with a rolling suitcase and started reorganizing my life.

SHE'S A PLANNER. She coordinates events for a living—timelines, spreadsheets, contingency plans for the contingency plans. She color-codes her packing cubes. She labels everything. She walked into my kitchen and had my mugs sorted by size before I finished my first cup of coffee.

She's the opposite of everything I am.

I can't stop looking at her.

TOGETHER, EVERYTHING CHANGES.

She thinks she doesn't belong here. Thinks she's the girl who plans the party but never gets to stay for it.

She's wrong.

I see it in the way she studies my trails like they're a problem to solve. The way she tucks a pen behind her ear and frowns at a map like it personally offended her. The way she walks into chaos and makes it make sense—not just the kitchen, not just the business.

Me. She makes me make sense.

ONE MOUNTAIN. ONE WOMAN. ONE MESS I NEVER WANT CLEANED UP.

She tells herself it's too fast. Too different. That a girl who owns a label maker doesn't end up with a man who stores power tools on his stairs.

She's wrong about that too.

Because the moment she walked into my cabin and told me "no promises"—

I already knew.

She wasn't temporary.

She wasn't passing through.

And if she thinks she's leaving this mountain without me—

She hasn't been paying attention.

I don't plan things. I never have.

But I know what's mine.

And she's it.

BUNKING WITH THE LUMBERJACK is a steamy small-town mountain man romance featuring:

• Gruff, chaotic lumberjack hero
• Type-A planner heroine who's never been with anyone
• Forced proximity — she's living above his garage
• Opposites attract with explosive chemistry
• Meddling small-town matchmaker
• Instalove with emotional depth
• Possessive, protective alpha energy
• Small-town mountain setting during a wildflower festival
• Virgin heroine, experienced hero
• No cliffhanger. Guaranteed HEA

Genre: Contemporary Romance / Small-Town Romance / Instalove Romance / Mountain Man Romance
Subgenre Elements: Forced proximity, lumberjack hero, small-town matchmaking, wildflower festival setting
Tropes: Opposites attract, forced proximity, instalove, virgin heroine, grumpy-meets-organized, possessive alpha
Tone & Heat: Funny, tender, steamy, claim-driven romance with heart

Bunking with the Lumberjack is an OTT age-gap romance featuring an alpha hero and V-card heroine. It’s designed to be read in only one hour. If you like short, steamy instalove novellas, you’ll love the entire Sexy Lumbersnacks series!