Jessi

I've always done what was expected of me. Layla Birch, the good girl. Forced to grow up too fast. To take care of everything myself. I had a plan. Only, I didn't count on him. Colton Wilder, the cowboy nearly twice my age. He's my dream man. One who takes care of me, gives me a job, and makes my pulse thud harder every time he comes near. My ex-boyfriend's father. The nights are long and cold on top of this mountain. As the snow grows thicker and the tension builds between us, we're both inching closer to a line we shouldn't cross.

My name is Ellie, but in my Amish community a lot of grown men call me Madame Eleanor or The Amish Temptress. In private, of course. You see, I was nineteen when I first snuck out to meet a guy, and realized how much fun it is to fulfill a repressed man’s desires. Ever since then, I've been taking care of the men’s needs in my community. Giving them the space to satisfy their unmentionable cravings is what I enjoy doing most. It certainly makes my life more interesting around here. Bishop John Fisher is stressed. It’s tough being the leader of the Amish church. The one that leads the ...