BWWM ROMANCE BOOK The moment Avery James stepped off the Greyhound bus and into Whiskey Ridge, she knew she was in a different world. Dust kicked up from her boots with every step. The air smelled like hay, barbecue, and something else she couldn't place-freedom, maybe. Or regret. All she knew was she didn't belong. Her heels wobbled on the gravel as she pulled her suitcase behind her, already regretting the fashion choice. A few townsfolk gave her polite but curious looks-like they didn't see many Black women around here in tailored city blazers. She clutched the paper in her hand: "Now Hiring - Ranch Hand/Office Help. Must be good with animals. Inquire at Red Oak Ranch. Ask for Colton." She had no clue who Colton was. But she had nowhere else to go.
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