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Marisa Chenery is one of those authors I've fallen in love with.

This story revolves around Red, named for her hair. She's camping with her grandmother and out of the blue, some blonde giant kisses her senseless.

after he directs her back to her campsite, he leaves only to visit again later with a motorcycle - yum!

In true Marisa Chenery style, time away from ones mate is next to hell, mixed in with a little danger and you have a classic werewolf tail....

Good story, nice and short without all the added angst, which is often nicer than pent up anger and confusion.

5 stars...