Between the Pines (Black Springs Ranch, #1)

by Amber Palmer

I’d never considered myself a smart man. I’d made a lot of mistakes and fucked up more times than I could count, but the smartest thing I’d ever done was kiss the beautiful dark-haired tornado that swept into my bar.

Look me in the eye and tell me you felt nothing. Tell me it was all in my head. There was something between us last year that neither of us could explain.” “Lincoln,” she began, but I cut her off. “And I know you felt it, too. I know you felt that familiar tug, the familiarity between two strangers that neither of us could explain.”

I rated anyone willing to put their pride aside and do what was best for their animals pretty damn high.

We both liked cold beer, horses, and being left the hell alone.