COWGIRLS DO IT BETTER VOLUME TWO:

REVELRY

I’ve come home to Reverence bruised, broken and ready to start again. Once the town wild child, now I’m just trying to figure out my life and I can’t afford any distractions. Especially not in the form of my childhood neighbor, chaps-wearing farrier Tate Wilder.

Pricklier than a cactus, he’s still handsome as hell, yet I know that underneath that scowl is someone just as lost as me. So when the stubborn mule enlists me to be his champion of fun, I can’t refuse, not when it would benefit me too.

However my stupid heart still hasn’t learned its lesson and now when Tate’s mouth pulls into that disapproving line, I want to kiss it right off his face.

This was supposed to be just a distraction. I should end things soon before I end up heartbroken, again.

But I was never one for doing the smart thing. After all, where’s the fun in that?