Finding true love in a small town is damn near impossible. It’s either marry your high school girlfriend or pray someone new comes around so you can knock her boots off before anyone else does. If that fails, maybe the next town over has a good time to offer. Unless you’re me. I’m Brandt Kenshaw and I fell in love with the one girl I wasn’t supposed to. My step sister. She moved in straight from rehab and is now living on my dad’s ranch in the guesthouse. My guesthouse. With me. She’s a drug addict. Or she was. Covered in tattoos and pitch-black hair, she looks about as at home on this farm as I’d look in her big city. She sleeps all day, eats all my peanut butter, and refuses to help out on the ranch. Doesn’t matter though. Not much does when I realize she’s the spur to my boot and I don’t fight it for near as long as I should. As if hiding the relationship from our parents isn’t hard enough, my crazy brother is determined to watch it go up in smoke. We’re addicted to each other, but this is one addiction I hope she doesn’t kick.

I got out of this place. I made something of myself. I did it. I’m Bo Hart and I had the world at my fingertips. Bull riding was my ‘in’ to freedom from this small town. In under a minute, all of it was ripped away. Gone in the blink of an eye. Now I’m back in town, and I’m not that happy about it. I’ve got too much time and not enough thrills. Kinlee was my first love. She’s the girl I pined for since we were little. When I left, I never planned on coming back. Now that I am, I hadn’t expected to find Kinlee still single, sexy as ever. I especially hadn‘t planned on finding her playing mom to her teenage siblings because of their parents’ sudden death. Now that I’m back, she needs to notice the new me. The grown-up me. She notices all right, but she also notices I’m still an adrenaline junky. I still need that surge pumping through my veins. She still likes to play it safe and have her days planned out. I don’t mind her ways, but she certainly can’t get used to mine. Doesn’t mean I’m going to stop though. It took minutes to rip my career from the spotlight. It only takes seconds to decide whose life is worth more, and the outcome of that split-second decision will change everything. \\This is book two of a three book series. All books can be read as standalones.\\

My luck’s never been the best when it comes to anything other than women. Hell, even women deal me a bad hand every now and then. Like the time I slept with my boss' wife. That was my last day of employment in Sin City. I’m Chasing Haring and if you ask my friends they’ll tell you I don’t have the best track record. Now that I’m back, I’m taking it in stride. I’ve got my tattoo shop. I’ve got the bar. And I’ve had damn near whatever woman I want in this small town. That means I want out of here for good. When a smiling redhead walks into the bar, I know I definitely haven’t had her. Kaydence. This town doesn’t create people like her. One sexy night in a haunted house is all it takes. And now we’re inseparable and thoughts of leaving for good become less appealing. She’s what I need in my life. Positive. Refreshing. Happy. Interest moves to lust and straight to love before anyone expects it. Before I even get to know any layer but the happy-go-lucky girl she lets everyone see. She’s refusing to let the negative world get to her. She’s also refusing to forget the saying 'everything happens for a reason'. That's why when I walk away, she watches me go without a blink of an eye. I’m good at a tantrum, especially when you rip up my heart like only she’s capable of doing. I’m bad at figuring out how to move on, especially when it’s Kaydence I have to move on from.

A dude being best friends with a chick isn't something you see very often, but I wouldn't change it for the world. What I would change is convincing that best friend to have no strings attached sex. Why? Because strings always attach. And in this case, they were mine. I fell in love with her, then I watched her walk away to pursue her happiness. It sucks. Because she was my happiness. I belong in the south. I’m a country boy at heart who loves animals and farm life. She thinks she belongs in a big city where she can grow her name in the world of fashion. The girl’s got skills, and if anyone can do it, it’s Affton. Only problem? That also means she ain’t got time for anything but that big city and fashion world. When she walked away I never thought I’d be dragging her back for the reasons I do. The girl’s got a fight in her, but apparently not when it comes to him. He’s done shit to her that makes me want to dismember him slowly enough he suffers. But of course Affton doesn’t want me to have anything to do with him. Fine. I swallow my pride. My instinct. My anger. All for her because she’s finally back where she belongs. With me. I should have trusted my gut because now he wants to make her pay for being here and being happy.

I'm a straight shooter. I'll tell you how it is. All sex, no commitment. I like my girls thick and I like them on their knees. There's more to me than scoring with a hot chick in every state or country I travel to though. I'm a hell of a pilot. Haven't crashed yet. Except that one time... Anyway, I like to party and people like me because I bring a party everywhere I go. Most people like me because I bring the party. Most people don't have a problem with me. The sexy, juicy Carter Dawn does... What's not a problem is she likes to drop her panties every time we're in the same room together. Damn, she likes to be my dirty girl. She acts like she can't stand me. But it's not true. We have a good time together. She's a cool chick. She's sexy as hell. She's all about commitment. But I don't roll that way. She's new to town and all, but she's one of the few people that actually get me. That means she should know better than to expect a commitment from me. \A spinoff of Piper Frost's Kenshaw Ranch Series. Best to read Control before Wasted\