Word to the wise: Getting hot and heavy one night with the broody, hot rancher in town is rarely ever a good idea.
Especially when said rancher is your ex-husband.
Conrad Strauss is the owner of Grazing Acres Ranch, home to some of the sharpest bucking bulls around.
And as Copper Lake’s only veterinarian in our small town, I have to see him more than I’d like.
It hasn’t always been easy, but it’s become manageable.
Until, of course, that night my need for him burned too hot to ignore.
The night I let my walls down and allowed myself to soak in his comfort and strong arms once more.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, now his Nana is coming to visit and she doesn’t know we’re divorced.
Conrad Strauss is many things, but a beggar he is not. So when he asks—no, pleads with—me to pretend we’re still married while she’s here, I lose all rational thoughts and tell him yes.
But this means temporarily moving back into the house where we shared so many memories. It means sleeping in our bed again. It means having his eyes on me like they never left. It means pretending I’m in love with him… when I don’t think it’s pretending at all.
It’s just a few weeks, though… how bad could it be?
