Bailey was a school teacher, a caretaker for her sick father, and an all-around sweet girl. She devoted her life to helping others, so it was quite the surprise when she found herself the one who needed help. Hurt on the trail, a storm blasting through violently that she'd not known about, and now this man, long golden hair, goatee and covered in scruff, was carrying her up the mountain, not down. She couldn't remember anything, not even her name. How was she ever going to get home, and where was home?