Hot in the Saddle

Just what happens when a rational, down-to-earth rancher hooks up with a quirky new age witch who can give him a hard one with just a look and likes to dance naked under the moon? 

Clay Russell had plans, big plans. First, he was going to win the Nationals in bull-riding; then, he was going to start his own spread and breed horses. But his family had other plans. They roped him into leaving Arizona and taking on the job of getting a struggling ranch in North Carolina back on its feet. He didn’t expect it to be something beyond his ability. He also didn’t expect Rusty Blackhawk to be a woman. Or a witch. Rusty had no choice but to take the Russell’s offer and partner up with them. She had to hang onto her ranch, and this was the only way.

Cole had no trouble attracting women. The Russell men were all blessed physically, and Cole was no exception. However, finding a woman who could match his passion for the wilderness as well as ignite passions of a different kind in his life was the problem. Scout Windrider knew that love wasn’t for her. She’d yet to encounter a man who took her breath away and figured it was just as well. What man would want to hook up with a woman who spent most of her life in the wild, tracking mountain lions?

Single and loving it! That’s Caleb, the only Russell man not yet hitched, and that’s fine with him. Life’s good - if a little predictable. Until a little lady drops out of the sky and into his kayak, nearly drowning him in the process. But getting wet is the least of his problems. Seems like Caleb’s going to follow his brothers when it comes to fixing on kinda offbeat women, because Conn isn’t like any woman he’s ever known. But then he’s never met a woman who isn’t from this world. And he sure as shit hasn’t ever met one who can put as much fire in his blood as Conn can.