See, I left the cottage I’m renting without using the bathroom by mistake,” she began, twisting her fingers together, “and I was planning on running a loop around the farm, but it’s bigger than I thought.” Not so sure of yourself now, are you, Barbie? “Oh yeah?” I cocked my head, unable to resist giving her a hard time. “Want to tell me what you were doing out there?” “You’re welcome.” I crossed my arms, wishing I’d thought to grab a shirt. “Wow,” she said, shutting the screen door behind her. “Second chances are not given to make things right, but are given to prove that we could be even better after we fall.” -Unknown
He doesn’t think he deserves a second chance at happiness Losing his wife three years ago left him broken and bitter and blaming himself. I’ve never done anything so out of character-but it feels too good to stop.Īnd the more I learn about the grieving ex-Army sergeant, the better I understand him. Pretty soon there’s a whole different kind of tension between us, the kind that has me misbehaving in barns, trees, and pickup trucks.
He wants nothing to do with a “rich city girl” like me, and he isn’t afraid to say so.īut I’ve got a PR job to do for his family’s farm, so he’s stuck with me for ten days, and I’m stuck with him. Jack might be gorgeous, but he’s also scruffy, rugged, and rude. Sexy, brooding cowboys are fine in the movies, but in real life, I prefer a suit and tie.
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