Like How It Should've Been

If you'd told me a month ago that I'd be stuck in the middle of nowhere, dodging cow shit and sleeping in a one-bedroom cabin with hot water that runs out, I would've promptly choked you for wishing that upon me. But here I am-Dalia Montclair, former city darling, current farm disaster-thanks to my father, who thinks "a little responsibility" will fix me. What the hell is there to fix!?

Roya Farms, the land I inherited from my late mother, is something I never wanted to be a part of, let alone manage. I wanted silk sheets, oat milk lattes, and no rough, rugged, dangerously handsome men in my life. Yet here I am, striking a deal with Ronan Voss. Think grumpy cowboy with a perpetual scowl, an annoying amount of self-sufficiency, and exactly zero patience for my Prada boots.

He thinks I'm useless. I think he's insufferable. We're both probably right. But something of an unlikely friendship forms between us. Between learning the ropes, fixing up the farm, meeting the town folk, and spending a concerning amount of time with a certain cowboy, teaming up to solve both of our problems isn't so bad at all.

Either way, if I don't figure out what I want out of my two-month "vacation," and how much I'm willing to give up, I don't think I'll leave Sunbury with my heart intact.
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(Warning foul language and scenes)