So Samantha Whalen figured the only way to save her mortgaged-to-the-hilt spread was to find herself a husband, huh? But who’d marry a spitfire like her? Sure, she was a fine-lookin’ woman—but everybody for miles around knew she was the orneriest filly west of the Rockies….
Then Cooper Ryan came to town….
Seemed he had his eye on the Whalen ranch—and maybe on the rancher, too. And some folks figured the long, tall stranger with the lazy smile was a match for the princess of Coldwater Flats—in more ways than one….
