She’s a barrel racer running from danger.
He’s the ranch hand she can’t forgive.
Forced together on the road, their enemies-to-lovers story is about to blow the dust off the prairie — and take the whole ranch with it.
As soon as I could read and write, I was penning stories way past my bedtime. My mother can attest for the number of times she found me writing by the light of my nightlight instead of sleeping.