My ex-husband nearly killed me. Now he’s back to finish what he started …
but three possessive mountain cowboys are ready to stand in his way.
I’ve spent four years rebuilding my life,
one sunrise, one batch of bread, one quiet morning at a time.
My grandmother’s bakery is my safe haven.
Until my ex gets out of prison early.
But he isn’t the only one who’s been watching me.
Every morning for the past two years, three rugged mountain cowboys have claimed the same table, found the same excuses to linger, and looked at me like they’re just waiting for me to let them in.
Grady is the silver-haired cowboy who takes charge without ever raising his voice.
When he touches me, I forget every reason I ever had to hold back.
Wyatt smells like leather, sunshine, and hard work.
His teasing grin makes me ache for things I stopped believing I deserved.
Owen is all quiet stares, callused hands, and dangerous restraint.
Every glance feels like the spark before a wildfire.
When my ex and his family turn my quiet little town into a hunting ground, the three former Air Force Pararescuemen protect me at their remote mountain ranch.
There, they surround me with broad shoulders, strong hands, and enough temptation to make me forget I’m supposed to be afraid.
For years, I thought surviving was enough.
These mountain cowboys make me want forever.
And now that they’ve claimed my body and my heart, they’ll bury anyone who tries to take me away.
