Shelby used to be a beat cop with a partner. Now he’s a detective on his own, driving through a blizzard on his way to close a cold case nobody cares about. When he ends up in a ditch, he’s rescued by the local sheriff, who invites Shelby to wait out the storm with him. His rescuer is also more handsome than anybody in the middle of nowhere has a right to be. Outside, the blizzard is all around and the air is cold. Inside, the cabin is warm and the fire is bright. And the man who owns the cabin is someone Shelby wants to keep close. A gay m/m detective/sheriff romance cabin fic with hurt/comfort, opposites attract, fish out of water, a blizzard, and a glowing fire to warm up by. A little sweet, a little steamy, with a guaranteed HEA.