If Morgan Muir wanted to play at cowboys and Indians, Jason Delaney wasn't going to stand in her way. He just wished she hadn't chosen his ranch as her playground. Morgan might have a good reason for wanting to find out about ranching life but Jason didn't care. There was no room for a model at the Six-Gate Corral--no matter how cute. There had been one Mrs. Jason Delaney...he was determined there would never be a second!
Morgan Muir was dangerous--already she was threatening to destroy the three things that he most his solitude, his sense of being invulnerable and his resolve that Jason Delaney and women didn't mix--period!
This was one of the most boring, tedious, cowboy romances of all time. The silver lining was getting to meet the OW, the only character who brought some color and spice to these dull, dull, dull proceedings. I particularly lol'd at how she called the heroine a bimbo about 48 times throughout the story while the two limp protagonists just stood there frozen, taking all her insults. Her final plan of scalding herself (and her designer white pantsuit) with boiling hot coffee just to blame the heroine was one of the funniest scenes I have read in a while. No doubt she went straight to her attorney afterwards and told him to sue the pants off the hero for this incident. Hope he has ranchowner insurance!