A beautiful cowgirl in distress. A rich ex-rodeo bull rider. And two hurting hearts.

Logan Hunter may be my wealthy, handsome neighbor, but he is partnered with an enemy investor who wants to buy up all the troubled ranches — including mine.

When Dad died, I came home to find the family ranch in trouble.

I never could figure out why Dad liked Logan so much.

Yet I look at Logan and wonder how his strong hands would feel around my waist.

Ranching is his business. He didn’t show for the rancher’s meeting, so I showed up on his doorstep to find out why. Turns out, it was the five-year anniversary of his beloved wife’s passing.

Open mouth. Insert boot.

Logan says I shouldn’t sell my ranch if I don’t want to. That he can be a good neighbor.

But the more I get to know this forceful yet surprisingly gentle man, the less neighborly I feel.

Like when I kissed him . . . and shattered his control.

And now I feel I am about to risk everything.

My family ranch.

My beloved animals.

And my heart.

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