Jake Conway is good with his hands. A veterinarian known for his gentle touch, he's also the most eligible bachelor in Wyoming. But like any wild animal, Jake longs to roam free . . . until a sultry redhead with a smile from here to heaven turns up in town.
When her estranged father dies, Meg Stanford inherits his rustic ranch-and all the painful memories that come with it. She's determined to settle the estate and face down the ghosts of her past. But a series of midnight break-ins have Meg running from the ranch-and into the arms of the sexy cowboy next door. As their passion grows hotter, the attacks grow bolder. Can Jake keep her safe, or will he lose the only woman he's ever loved?
Oh how disappointing! There's absolutely nothing wrong with this book, other than that I've read the exact same thing a million times. This is plain old cookie cutter fiction. If you've read any Harlequin romance from the 80's or 90's, then you've read this book already. We have the same characters and the same mysteries and the same misunderstandings. Sexy cowboy from next door with the nice family, sexy woman who used to be a rancher and was taken away and polished in the big city but secretly misses the ranch life even though she doesn't realize it, blah blah blah.
I will admit that I know several people who are into this sort of thing. If you're someone who avidly devours classic Harlequin romances, this is definitely up your alley. It just wasn't for me.
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Shawn
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