They told me it was just a skit.
I moved to Bellhaven Creek with $412, a U-Haul that died at the town line, and my late aunt's café — the one thing left of her in the world. I did not move here to get married.
But that's exactly what happened, in front of hay bales and a town band murdering a Sousa march, to a grumpy, gorgeous rancher I'd known for forty minutes. The mayor swore it was just for the record books. The mayor was wrong.
Now there's a marriage license with my name on it. A ranch that might collapse without me. And a man named Gideon Calloway who looks at me like I rearranged something in his chest he thought was done being rearranged — right before he reminds me, again, that he doesn't do feelings.
We had a plan: stay married on paper, save his family's land, walk away clean when the deadline passed.
Nobody warned me what forced proximity does to a woman who's supposed to be guarding her heart. Nobody warned me a man that closed off could make me feel like maybe home isn't a place — it's a person who shows up.
One Founder's Day. One accidental "I do." One rancher who's about to find out that some accidents are the best thing that ever happened to him.
If you love small-town romance that smells like cinnamon rolls and pine, grumpy heroes with soft hearts they'll fight you on, marriages of convenience that stop being convenient the second the kissing starts, and a slow-burn love story that earns every single goosebump — this is your next obsession.
Perfect for readers who can't get enough of:
• Grumpy Sunshine pairings
• Forced proximity / fake-turned-real marriage tropes
• Small-town found family and second chances
• Swoony, emotional HEAs that make you ugly-cry happy tears
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