Cave Man Need Wife (The First Mountain Man)

I’ve been here a long ass time. Lonely as hell and wishing for a wife.
When a woman arrives she thinks she’s time-travelled to a prehistoric nightmare.
I think she’s finally come home.

She’s innocent, curvy, and all kinds of cute.
And she thinks I’m nothing but a cave man.
Growly. Grumpy. Gruff.
She’s not wrong.
She also has ideas about marriage. She’s planning on wearing white, with her father walking her down the aisle of a church.

That’s not happening here in the jungle.
Closest thing to a chapel is a cave and I have no intention on her staying pure until her wedding.
I want her now. Today.
She thinks her father would never give her away to me … but she’s wrong.
Besides, I’m not asking for her hand, I’m taking it.


Dear Reader,
This one’s raunchy, racy, and a little bit ridiculous. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Xo, Frankie