After his father's suicide, Aimee Bonham joins a wagon train to Missouri in order to start a new life, and falls in love with Zack Crawford, the leader of the group
It could have been better, if the H wasn't such a simp, and the h wasn't so "my way or the highway"; she also got caught up in the gold fever, no matter what excuse she put on it and expected the H to dance to her tune and used her body as a weapon and he let her. I had no respect for him, he needed to grow a pair, not just use them as the H's stud. She, meanwhile made everything about her and how she felt and what she wanted didn't take his feelings into account. Ironically, if it had been the other way around, readers would be screaming and shouting and cursing him. If hey don't feel that way toward her, then they sure have double standards!