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Julian
The GPS dies somewhere past mile marker 217, and I'm pretty sure my career is about to die with it.
I'm a disgraced turnaround specialist from Seattle, down to my last shot: a failing guest ranch in the middle of Montana. The bank sends me in to "fix" Ironwood Valley or confirm it's a lost cause. Hit the booking targets in time, or the ranch gets foreclosed and I walk away with my reputation officially ruined.
Simple. Numbers. Strategy. In, out, done.
Then Cade Hartley walks out of the barn: broad shoulders, callused hands, and a guarded gaze that says he's already decided I'm the enemy. He's ex-military, exhausted, and married to this land in a way spreadsheets can't measure.
I'm here to save his ranch.
I'm not supposed to want to save him too.
Cade
I've survived an IED, my father's cancer, and two years of watching the ranch my family built slide toward foreclosure. I'm held together with ibuprofen and stubbornness, and now the bank thinks a city consultant is going to fix what four generations of Hartleys couldn't.
Then Julian steps out of his car in expensive boots that have never seen real mud, and I hate two things instantly: his suit, and the way my pulse jumps when he looks at me.
He talks in numbers and strategies; I live in weather and broken fence posts. We clash from the first minute. But I can't deny he works hard, or that his plans start bringing in bookings we desperately need.
Long days in the barns, late nights in my father's office, one unexpected near fall on the ice, and suddenly I'm not just depending on him. I'm wanting him. Badly.
We have a deadline, a bank breathing down our necks, and everything my family built on the line.
Saving Ironwood Valley might ruin us.
Or it might be the one thing that finally lets us both breathe... if we're brave enough to hold on.
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