Small Town

Losing people you love is hard. Aurora De La Torre knows moving back to a place that was once home isn’t going to be easy. Starting your whole life over probably isn’t supposed to be. But a small town in the mountains might be the perfect remedy for a broken heart. Checking out her landlord across the driveway just might cure it too.

A forbidden age gap stand\-alone from small\-town romance author Brooke Montgomery about a daring horse trainer and her off\-limits ex\-boyfriend’s dad… When we met at the rodeo, I only knew his first name. Sparks ignited between us, and we spent an unforgettable night together. It's not until the morning after when I recognize his last name do I realize who he is. So I do what any rational woman would and make the walk of shame while he sleeps. It's not like I'll ever see him again or have to explain why I left. But I'm proven wrong when he shows up at my family's ranch as the new farrier. We can't be more than friends—for many reasons. He's twice my age, workplace relationships are off\-limits, and he moved back to rebuild a relationship with his son—the one I used to date. Getting involved would ruin everything. As we struggle between right and wrong, our connection deepens even though his traumatic past makes him doubt he deserves a second chance. But it doesn't matter when everything's against us, including a rival who's out to get me and my ex who's determined to win me back. After a riding trick goes wrong on his watch, he insists on taking care of me. Even though the odds are stacked against us, we keep the truth to ourselves. But secrets don't stay hidden for long in a Southern small town. Here With Me is book 1 in the Sugarland Creek series. Contains 20\+ year age gap, ex\-boyfriend's dad, workplace romance, opposites attract, and secret relationship vibes. Each book in this Southern, small town series is a stand\-alone and ends in a happily ever after. Please read the content warning before the prologue.

Football star. Single dad. And once, a long time ago, mine. I’ve spent the better part of a decade forgetting Ford Ellis. If he had just stayed away from Montana, I might have erased the memory of his striking blue eyes and rugged smile forever. Avoiding him was easy when the only place I saw his face was on ESPN—and a remote control could fix that problem. Except my boss just hired Ford as the new head coach for the Treasure State Wildcats. Not only will I be stuck watching him on the sidelines this season, but avoiding him will be impossible now that we’re working together. Maybe I haven’t forgotten Ford. Maybe I still dream about what we might have been. Maybe he hasn’t forgotten me either. Except those maybes won’t change the fact that we were never meant to be. Maybe he was mine once. But as of today, the only thing I’ll be calling Ford Ellis is Coach.