Snowbound Sin

A blizzard, a closed mountain pass, and the one woman he hasn't been allowed to think about for two years.Fiete was supposed to spend three days skiing with his best friend, Korbi. But when Korbi flies off to Canada on short notice, Fiete drives up alone to the Gamsboden hut in the Allgäu Alps to fix the storm-damaged roof. Waiting up there is Dorit, the innkeeper: forty-five, divorced, with a thick dark braid, a long red wool scarf, and a short, husky laugh.Dorit is Korbi's family—making her strictly off-limits. Yet ever since that summer when Fiete stood on the ladder and Dorit leaned over the balcony railing, he hasn't been able to get her out of his head.Then the radio delivers the news: the pass road is closed. A roaring winter storm presses against the windows, and at ten at night, the power dies completely. In the warm beam of a headlamp beside the stove, Dorit says the words that shatter every boundary: "e;I shouldn't do this. I'm doing it anyway."e;What follows are three unforgettable days in a snowed-in mountain hut, a barrel sauna hidden beneath the spruces, and a red scarf used as a blindfold—until the warm föhn wind finally arrives.What to expect inside:Genre & Dynamics: Steamy Contemporary Romance, Age Gap / Older Woman Younger Man (Cougar/MILF), Forced Proximity.Tropes: Best Friend's Family / Forbidden Temptation, Snowed-In / Cabin Fever, Sensory Deprivation (Blindfold), & Sizzling Guilt-Driven Passion.Vibe: Atmospheric, witty, deeply passionate, and packed with irresistible alpine heat.A steamy, self-mocking short story about a mature woman, a younger man, and a craving with a guilty conscience. Part 7 of the "e;Ripe Sins"e; series. A complete standalone story with a guaranteed HEA.Grab this steamy snowed-in short read now and get swept away by the storm!EXCERPT:I set the lamp on the table, light pointing up. A white circle appeared on the wooden ceiling, and beneath it the room turned into a cave, warm and close, with the two of us right in the middle of it.Dorit came around the table and sat down next to me on the stove bench. Her knee was against mine. I could have pulled my leg away, and didn't."e;Back then, on the balcony. You were on the ladder."e;My face went hot, and it wasn't the stove."e;I saw where you were looking."e; She said it without reproach, completely calm. (...)"e;I shouldn't do this. I'm doing it anyway."e; She stood up, took the frame off the wall and set it face to the wood on the stove ledge. "e;If you say no, I'll go to bed, and tomorrow we'll do the generator. No drama."e;I stood up. "e;I'm not saying no,"e; I said.