The Drifter of Copper Creek: A Small Town Cowboy Romance

His horse broke down in the one county where the vet charges cowboys double. On principle. Her principle. Tucker Reyes has spent eleven years living out of a trailer between rodeos. No address, no roots, one rule: leave while they're still waving. Then his good gelding pulls up lame outside Copper Creek Veterinary, and Dr. Harper Lane hands down the sentence with visible satisfaction: six months of rehab. No hauling. Harper knows exactly one thing about rodeo cowboys: they leave. Her father taught her that lesson twice a year for thirty years. So the drifter camped in the Hollis bunkhouse can work off his bill as her on-call hand, and come October, man and horse discharge together. It's on the whiteboard. The whiteboard is law. Except he fixes her barn door without being asked. He shows up to 3 a.m. colics she never called him for. And with a corporate vet chain circling her practice and one last job offer waiting on his answer, October starts looking less like a discharge date and more like a dare. She's never asked anyone to stay. He's never stayed anywhere long enough to be asked. Somebody's going to break first, and the whole town is betting on it. Literally. Dot runs the book. A steamy slow-burn cowboy romance about the difference between leaving and being left: one grumpy vet, one quietly devastating drifter, a horse named Cash who picks his human's human, no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a happily ever after with an address on it. Book 3 of the Copper Creek Farmboys; each book stands alone.