I swore there was no bucking way I’d fall for a cowboy again…
I’ve stopped waiting for Mr. Right. After years of dating disasters, I’m done. I’m taking control of my future the only way I know how—through IVF. A baby on my own terms. No man required.
But then Jarrah strides into Diamond Firetail Farm. A former bull rider with broad shoulders, smouldering brown eyes, and a smirk that makes me want to slap him—or kiss him.
We clash. Constantly.
On the rodeo circuit they called him Jarrah ‘Hotlips’ Larsen, because every buckle bunny thought he was irresistible. Which only convinces me he’s a player. The problem? He’s nothing like the man his reputation suggests—and that only makes him harder to resist.
When his teenage daughter needs help with schoolwork, Jarrah asks me. It’s supposed to be just tutoring. Nothing more.
But late nights turn into stolen glances, stolen glances into stolen kisses, and suddenly I’m tangled up with the one man I swore I didn’t need.
Jarrah makes me feel seen in a way no one ever has, but how can I trust in a future with him when I’ve already chosen mine? Because letting him in means risking not just my heart—but the family I’ve fought so hard to create.
And cowboys like him don’t stick around. Do they?
Genre: Romance
I’ve stopped waiting for Mr. Right. After years of dating disasters, I’m done. I’m taking control of my future the only way I know how—through IVF. A baby on my own terms. No man required.
But then Jarrah strides into Diamond Firetail Farm. A former bull rider with broad shoulders, smouldering brown eyes, and a smirk that makes me want to slap him—or kiss him.
We clash. Constantly.
On the rodeo circuit they called him Jarrah ‘Hotlips’ Larsen, because every buckle bunny thought he was irresistible. Which only convinces me he’s a player. The problem? He’s nothing like the man his reputation suggests—and that only makes him harder to resist.
When his teenage daughter needs help with schoolwork, Jarrah asks me. It’s supposed to be just tutoring. Nothing more.
But late nights turn into stolen glances, stolen glances into stolen kisses, and suddenly I’m tangled up with the one man I swore I didn’t need.
Jarrah makes me feel seen in a way no one ever has, but how can I trust in a future with him when I’ve already chosen mine? Because letting him in means risking not just my heart—but the family I’ve fought so hard to create.
And cowboys like him don’t stick around. Do they?
Genre: Romance
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