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Frozen Threshold

6 chapters

~15 min read

When his wife’s overseas flights leave Jack Horthon alone with his twenty-year-old stepdaughter, the Alaska lumberjack can’t escape Gina’s deliberate bareness or the honeyed moan she wraps around "daddy." He wants only her respect, but she stalks him into the bathroom and waits outside his bedroom door, daring him to hold the line before she finally crosses it.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Jack Horthon

A 42-year-old lumberjack with a barrel chest and forearms like oak roots, his skin permanently etched with the scars and calluses of decades in the timber country. His deep-set brown eyes carry a weary, haunted weight—the look of a man who's fighting a battle he can't name and is terrified of losing. He smells of pine resin and sawdust, and his hands, though gentle with his wife, are always clenched just slightly, as if bracing for a blow.

Gina Horthon

A 20-year-old college student with a deceptively innocent face—wide, honey-brown eyes and full lips she's learned to pout and smirk with equal skill. She has a dancer's lithe, flexible body that she drapes in thin, revealing clothes whenever her mother is away, her every movement a calculated performance. When she says 'daddy,' the word drips with a honeyed, mocking sweetness that makes Jack's skin crawl, and she watches him with the patient, predatory stillness of a cat at a mouse hole.

Margaret Horthon

A 38-year-old international flight attendant with sharp cheekbones and tired, kind eyes that hold the weight of a thousand takeoffs and landings. Her dark hair is always perfectly coiffed, but there's a weariness in her posture that never quite leaves, even in her rare moments at home. She adores Jack with a quiet, trusting love, completely blind to the tension simmering between her husband and her daughter.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

The Bathroom Door

Jack is still dripping from the shower, towel low on his hips, when the bathroom door eases open and Gina is there, wearing nothing but his old flannel shirt, the top three buttons undone. She leans a

The Garage Trap

Jack is in the garage, biscuit crumbs on his shirt, pretending to fix the truck's dashboard with a wrench he doesn't need, when Gina's arms slide around his waist from behind—he jerks away, but she pu

The Coffee Talk

Jack finally pushes open the kitchen door, the cold still clinging to his jacket, and Gina is already there, two mugs on the counter, his flannel hanging loose on her bare shoulders. She slides a mug

Her Claim

Jack lays Gina back on the bed, the flannel falling open, and she pulls him down, her legs already wrapping around his waist. He buries his face in her breasts, tasting the salt on her skin, and she m

The Ring

Gray dawn light cuts through the curtains as the front door slams—Margaret's voice sharp and breaking—and Jack and Gina jolt awake, tangled and naked under the blanket. Margaret stands in the doorway,

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