The wine goes down a treat, and so does the cowboy who makes it… Three days ago, I lost my job as an investment analyst. Now I’m doing a favor for my brother and his wife and checking out a small Vineyard in Wyoming. It should have been a quick check to make sure the Vineyard is a sound investment. But when I arrive, the Rodeo Cowboy turned Winemaker isn’t interested in selling. In fact, he’s furious his soon-to-be ex-wife has listed the property for sale behind his back… While he was in jail. Usually, I’d know better than to chase a deal with an irate, uncooperative, if not wildly sexy cowboy. But when bad weather sets in, I’m forced to spend the weekend in his cottage. His one-bedroom cottage. It may have been the excellent wine, or the cozy cabin, or the fact he gave up his bed for me, but Tucker turns out not to be the giant Alpha-hole I thought he was. He’s stubborn, bitter, and possibly out for revenge, but something tells me this weekend is going to be an eye-opening, if not panty-dropping experience…