شیطنت: یک عاشقانه کوهستانی

She’s too pure. Too innocent. Too young. I crave what I shouldn’t. Her father is my best friend. I watched his daughter grow up. But now she is a woman. Just barely. And when she shows up at my house, caught in a snowstorm, she lowers her chin, bites her lip, and drops into a curtsy. “I will be a good little girl,” she promises. We both know she’s not that little. And that she wanted to get caught in this storm. I’m older and wiser. I know what this princess needs. She needs more than a mountain man. She needs a mountain daddy.