When a grouchy veteran rescues a cheerful hippie will it be a match made in heaven or a disaster waiting to happen?
When Army Ranger Jason Case accepts an invitation from his closest friend to join Resolution Ranch, the last thing he expected was to be a hero to Prairie’s resident hippie, Millie Prescott. He’s no hero, and he wants to be left alone.
Millie knows she and Jason have a cosmic connection – he saved her from certain death. There’s only one problem…
•He Loves Bacon – She Loves Tofu
•He’s a hardened warrior – She’s a peacemaker
•He’s the man of her dreams – She’s a thorn in his side
Neither Jason or Millie could have predicted the blistering heat that erupts between them, and in a moment of lust-fueled insanity, the grouchy vet agrees to help Miss Sunshine save her struggling vineyard and put Prairie on the map for heirloom wine.
But trouble comes to Prairie when Jason’s family decides they’ll stop at nothing to bring Jason back where he belongs, running the Case wine empire. And Jason must decide how far he’s willing to go to ensure the woman he’s fallen for doesn’t become collateral damage.
Millie runs the organic grocery store, she and her father own and operate Moonbeam Acres. An organic farm and vineyard.
When Jason Case comes to Resolution Ranch his intention is to work with the cattle, horses and the other veterans who come to find their way. He has kissed the wine business good-bye. There’s plenty of others in his family to take over Case Wineries.
Now Sterling has assigned him to pick up items for the silent auction, taking place after the fund-raising concert. One of the baskets is from Millie and includes a case of her wine.
This is a favorite scene as Jason gets roped into trying her homemade wine.
Across the lawn, Millie stood. Jason would bet the twenty in his pocket she was going to check on her basket. This was his chance to apologize. “I’ll be right back.” Without waiting for Sterling to comment, he took off at an angle, hoping to intercept her before she reached the auction tables. He followed at a distance, waiting for the right moment to catch her attention. She stopped and bent to study the sheet. The slump of her shoulders as she turned away told him all he needed to know. The knot in his chest squeezed. He knew that kind of disappointment. He worked his way down the row, stopping at her basket. Just as he suspected. Not one offer. The volunteers were getting closer, collecting the bid sheets. He bent and scrawled his number halfway down the sheet. What was a few hundred dollars out of his pocket for a good cause? He could send the basket to Johnny’s widow, Macey and her daughter. They’d get a kick out of it. And he could go to bed tonight with his conscience a little lighter.
He should go find her, do more than ease his conscience with a pity purchase. His mouth still burned from the sensation of their kiss. But if he followed her, what then? Another kiss, or more? Then what? The future rolled out in front of his eyes. Either she’d learn his family name and suck up to him like all the socialites at the club, until it came time for things to get real. Or, worse, his family would sink their claws into her, somehow find a way to use a woman as leverage to chain him to the family business. They’d done it before, what was to stop them from doing it again? But he was smarter now, too jaded, even. He was done being used. Best to leave Millie to her own devices.
Once free from the tables, Jason searched the crowd, but Millie had disappeared. It was for the best, but why did he feel just the tiniest bit disappointed? Because if it was offered, his dick reminded him, he’d take another kiss like the last.
Shaking his head, he turned and headed back to his post just off-stage. When he arrived, Sterling stood talking to Millie. Damn. “Jase, you remember Millie from this morning?”
His smirk said it all.
Jason gave them both a tight smile. “Nice to see you again.”
Sterling raised an eyebrow. “Millie was getting ready to let me taste her wine.”
And? He made a noncommittal grunt. Sterling’s motives were completely transparent, and he wasn’t going to play along. Not for love or money.
Sterling turned back to Millie. “I’ve got to get back to work, but I’m sure Jason would be happy to taste your wine.”
Fucker. “I… ah… well, yeah. Sure.” Jeeze, he sounded like a total douchebag. “I’d be happy to.” He forced a smile.
Millie turned her enormous eyes his direction. “It’s okay,” she murmured. “I can see you’re busy.”
Yeah. Total. Douchebag. He glanced at Sterling, whose eyes danced with glee. For a moment, he allowed himself to imagine all matter of evil payback. But his gaze tangled with Millie’s and before he could stop himself, he shook his head. “Not busy at all. Happy to have a taste.”
Her face lit. “Really? I have a couple bottles with me.”
His stomach lurched, and he had the distinct sensation of free-falling. He was playing a dangerous game with himself where Millie Prescott was concerned. He fought to bring his thoughts back to his brain, where they belonged.
Layne, Tessa. A Hero’s Home: Resolution Ranch (pp. 24-26). Shady Layne Media. Kindle Edition.
Yeah, Jason has a problem named Millie, but he’s not sure he minds at all.
This book was lots of fun, watching these two kind of battle it out, yet so steamy when they come together.
The problems start with a plant, wine, and Case’s family.
A page turner you will laugh and cry over.
5 Contented Purrs for Tessa!
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Tessa Layne writes smokin’ hot contemporary cowboy and military romances filled with tenderhearted tough guys and sassy strong women who capture their hearts.She grew up in Colorado in the mountains at the edge of the Great Plains. There, she met her own smokin’ hot Cowboy and they had a whirlwind romance to rival any novel. She believes in Happily Ever Afters, loves fireflies, horses, and breathing clean country air. Her favorite thing to do is to sit on the porch swing with a glass of Rose, listening to her Cowboy pluck his guitar!
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