Snow Fever

    It’s just Paulette’s luck. On an early, early morning when she can least afford delays or attention, she has to run over the one man who’s out jogging in a sweat suit the exact color of the fog that’s supposed to be her cover. And once ensnared, she finds it impossible to get away. Because Kyle is keeping a secret or two himself. And they’re exactly the kind of secrets she’s most afraid of.