


I need to be honest and say that this wasn't my favorite book in the series, but the bar was quite high after the last book ( Call Me Crazy). They kept in touch over the years but he never acted in it, so perhaps the final opportunity presented itself now. This cowboy doesn't have many regrets but Maddie Blake, they were always close and it was no secret to anyone Beckett's crush on Maddie. Beckett Weaver is a cowboy through and through, to the point he even quit his successful job on Wall Street to help out on the family farm and be around his friends. But her mother's house is uninhabitable, and that's when her always friend Beckett comes in, ready to let her be roommates for the next two weeks. Newly divorced and with a kid to worry about, she decided it's time to take care of unfinished business and that's how she ends up in her old town. Maddie Blake is looking for a new beginning.

Like any cowboy, he’s good with a rope and knows exactly how to tie me up.ģ.5 || Authors who give you a bonus epilogue at the end of a series really understood the assignment!! Also, proven theory: single parent romances are definitely Melanie Harlow's thing! Nothing has ever felt so right, but his past has taught him not to believe in happily ever after, and every perfect night I spend in his arms brings us closer to goodbye. And once we give into each other, we can’t stop. That’s not the only big thing he’s got-which I discover the night I finally sneak across the hall to his bedroom and shed my inhibitions right alongside my pajamas. I only returned to my hometown of Bellamy Creek to sell my late mother’s house, and he just invited me and my son to stay with him because he’s got a big heart. A lot.īut I’m a single mom trying to move on with my life, and he’s running that ranch single-handedly while taking care of his elderly father. He makes a girl sweat just looking at him. And who wouldn’t appreciate those strong hands, that massive chest, and the way he fills out a pair of Levis?

Yes, I’ve had a secret crush on him since we were seventeen. Sure, he’s a hot cowboy who left Wall Street behind to take over his family’s ranch. That’s all Beckett Weaver and I have ever been.
