That was the deal.
A fling with a sexy cowboy? Sure, why not? Besides, it’s not like he's a total stranger. Dylan Scott is the friend of a friend, and as a self-proclaimed player, he's perfect for me to break my five-year dry spell with. Especially since he’s made it quite clear that a relationship of any kind is totally off the table. When my little holiday at his ranch is over, we are, too.
Fine by me. I'm a widowed single mom. The last thing I have time for is a brooding, self-important billionaire cowboy, even if he does make my body come alive in ways I never thought possible beyond the pages of a romance novel.
A lifetime of following the rules and being the good girl has left me with nothing but secrets and hidden desires that I've managed to keep from everyone.
Trust me, it's safer that way. But I was not counting on having any actual feelings for Dylan, at least none beyond the passion fueled physical. And when I do, dammit if things don't start to get complicated—fast.
And it doesn’t take long for the safe—and boring—bubble I’ve created for my life to become anything but. And now, for the first time in my life, the only thing to do is face the truth. No matter how much it hurts.