Three cowboys. One ranch. Zero chill.
I came here for thirty days, some cute cowboy boots, and a fat inheritance. Easy money, right?
Except I didn’t plan on three cowboys with broad shoulders, sinful smirks, and way too much attitude.
One’s grumpy, one’s cocky, and one’s steady as stone. Together, they’re temptation in worn jeans and boots—and they can’t seem to decide if they want to drive me off the land… or drive me wild.
I should focus on the prize. I should resist.
But when sparks fly, haylofts heat up, and shirts start coming off… I realize fighting them isn’t half as fun as surrendering.
Problem is, which one do I pick?
Spoiler: I don’t.
