He's made something of himself and, in spite of herself, she likes what she sees. Rosalie George hasn't been back to the lakeside tourist town of Paulson, Montana, for years. She's got her reasons—damned good ones. But this year her family wouldn't let her miss the annual cherry festival, so in an effort to appease the people who loved her so well through so much, she's back in Paulson. When the hotel drops her reservation, she finds herself at Starwood Rest, an up-and-coming luxury camping resort with actual tents and a herd of a horses—and a hunk of an owner. Jess Porter was a quiet beanpole of a teenager, voted least likely to succeed after high school. But he stayed in Paulson and, against all the odds, is now owner of Starwood Rest, the best damn glamping spot in the Flathead Valley—and soon to be, he believes, in the west. He can handle anything life throws his way—but when he learns that his high school crush, Rosalie George, is staying at Starwood, he can't shake the feelings for her that come rushing back. She's got every reason to run from Paulson, and he can't see himself ever leaving. But when Rosalie and Jess reenter each other's orbits, they begin to question what really matters to them, and what's worth giving up for the right reasons—and the right person.