Cowboy Christmas

I'm not an idiot. I keep telling myself, "Colt, you're in too deep."

Still, I don't know what I'm doing. I have too much going on between my ranch and my new restaurant to worry about a woman, even if it is a woman like Cheyenne.

Yeah, I've wanted Cheyenne for a while. She's a kind woman who has devoted her life to rescuing horses.  She's also damn hot. Scorching hot. Just being near her is uncomfortable for any man with a pulse.

But even though my sister works closely with her, Cheyenne's never seemed interested in me. She's always cared more about her work than men. Something closed off her heart, and I need to pry it open.

It doesn't help that I've fallen for her. It all started when her barn burned down, and it was no accident. Maybe it was stupid to let her keep her horses at my ranch. Someone targeted her, and they might target me.

I don't care. Like I said, I'm already in too deep. A little danger doesn't scare me, especially if the prize is a woman like Cheyenne.