His Apple Sauce

Getting attacked by a bear wasn’t a part of the plan when I went on a hike —but what’s even less expected is finding this forbidden fruit in the kitchen of the closest farmhouse.Eve is everything I want but can’t have.It’s not just her ripe innocence that tells me she’s off-limits…She’s Amish … with plenty of curves hiding behind her apron.But I want to taste more than the apple sauce she’s cooking.I want all of her.But even out here in the country, nothing’s quite as simple as it seems.Dear Reader,Yes, this is a thinly veiled Amish-romance.Yes, I understand your hesitation.But trust me.This is over-the-top and filthy-sweet in the yummiest way.I promise.xo, frankie