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Trask is sixty years old, built like a mountain, and mean enough to make the devil nervous. He's also my boss, the owner of a ranch eleven miles from nowhere, and the man I've been secretly fantasizing about since the day I arrived.
Then the ranch equipment breaks down, the other hands leave, and Trask tells me he can't afford to keep paying me.
But he's got another way I can earn my bunk.
Three days. One agreement. And for those three days, he gets to treat me like I belong to him.
He calls it a choice.
Funny how much that word changes when there's no phone signal, no neighbors, and the man making the offer has the keys to the only truck.
I should tell him exactly where he can shove his proposition. I should be furious that this enormous, gray-haired cowboy thinks he can take advantage of how desperately I need this job.
And I am furious.
But I've also spent three weeks imagining those rough hands on me, and the terrible truth is that part of me wants everything he's offering.
Even the things I know I shouldn't.
Now I'm alone with a man who doesn't believe in doing anything halfway, and the arrangement I've agreed to is about to test every boundary I thought I had.
Because Trask doesn't want a girlfriend. He wants a girl who belongs to him.
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