Thirty days to catch a fish lose her v-card and maybe her heart

Kindergarten teacher and city girl Ellie Monroe is about to turn thirty and has exactly zero memories worth blushing over. That changes the second she books a fly-fishing trip to Lone Mountain—determined to relive the summers she once shared with her grandpa… and finally do something bold. Like catch a fish. Or maybe a mountain man. A girl’s gotta have goals, right?

She didn’t expect her grumpy-as-hell guide to be a full-blown fantasy with calloused hands and a stare that makes her forget her own name. She also didn’t...

Thirty days to catch a fish lose her v-card and maybe her heart

Kindergarten teacher and city girl Ellie Monroe is about to turn thirty and has exactly zero memories worth blushing over. That changes the second she books a fly-fishing trip to Lone Mountain—determined to relive the summers she once shared with her grandpa… and finally do something bold. Like catch a fish. Or maybe a mountain man. A girl’s gotta have goals, right?

She didn’t expect her grumpy-as-hell guide to be a full-blown fantasy with calloused hands and a stare that makes her forget her own name. She also didn’t expect to end up soaked to the skin on day one, in a wet t-shirt and the world’s least attractive sports bra.

Nate Colson’s better with trout than tourists, but Ellie’s shy smile, stubborn streak, and oversized heart hook him harder than anything he’s ever caught. He doesn’t do flings—or feelings. But this curvy virgin keeps baiting him in all the right ways.

And if she’s ready to lose more than her footing?

He’s more than ready to show her what else the wild has to offer.