The Boss Wore Red

Cowboy meets snark--A western romantic comedy novella.

Fashionista Alexandria Bergstrom had no idea she even had a father (as opposed to a sperm bank donation) until she inherits a horse ranch in the Far West. She doesn't even remember a time when she had actual dirt beneath her feet (as opposed to concrete). She shudders at the thought, but all she has to do is go there, sell the ranch and come back with all the money she needs to open the restaurant of her dreams. Easy. Three weeks max, and she'll be safely back on solid pavement. She won’t even have to spend a moment’s thought to the man who obviously didn’t spend any on her.

But it turns out her father was onto her anti-ranch ideas even before she was born (he knew her wacky mother), so his will requires her to live there a full year before she can sell out. Not that she wants a ranch full of reminders of the father she never knew and the mother who was nothing like the mother she knows now. That’s before she sees the horses, which aren’t anything like what she thinks horses ought to be. And if that isn't enough, the hunk of a ranch hand she hired is her opposite in every possible way. There's no living with him, but no ranch without him. Is Alexandria strong enough to resist Clint's earthy magnetism and irking common sense for a whole year before she can leave the ugly dirt, rain and beige wallpaper behind? Or MAYBE Alexandria needs a new point of view...