Snowed in with the Cowboy. Maisey Yates

and I are stuck in town,” he said. “Not Gold Valley. Granite Ridge. The tunnel is blocked behind us and the mountain pass is closed, so we can’t get up to the cabin tonight.”

      “Hell. What are you going to do?”

      “We got a place at some lodge,” he said. “We’ll be fine.”

      “Well, I hope you can make it up,” Jackson said. “We’re going to have burgers tonight.”

      “We are not making it up tonight. The snow was falling heavy down here.”

      “Damn,” Jackson said. “I was hoping that maybe it was just that thick up here.”

      “Apparently not. Apparently, the forecast snowstorm finally came through, and it’s making up for all the years it didn’t.”

      “Well, that’s damned inconvenient.”