Harper
As I step into the community center, I feel every eye on me, judging me, measuring me against their small-town standards.
Its frustrating but expected.
These people have probably never seen a woman in a silk blouse and heels in their lives.
Fine, let them stare.
Im here to do a job, and Ill be damned if I let their narrow minds get in the way.
I see him at the back of the room. Jesse Dawson. Tall, rugged, and undeniably commanding.
The way he looks at me makes my skin tingle and my heart race, but I wont let him intimidate me. Ive faced worse in the boardroom.
Just why does he have to be so infuriatingly attractive?
Those intense eyes, that rugged buildI cant stop thinking about him.
Every glance sets my heart racing. Ill make Jesse respect me.
Ill turn this around, even if it kills me.
But God, do I want him.
Jesse
This woman is something else.
Harper Barton, with her fancy car and slick clothes, waltzing into our town thinking she can change everything.
She has no idea what shes up against.
This is my home, my land, and Ill be damned if I let her or anyone else ruin it.
Shes beautiful, sure, but that changes nothing.
Her determination is almost admirable, but she needs to understand we wont be swayed easily.
But every time I look at her, Im drawn in.
Her eyes, her curvesGod, shes stunning.
When she asked for a farm tour, I knew it was a ploy. But as I showed her around, I felt an intense, primal desire.
Then I found her planner. My blood boiled.
She played me.
Shell never be one of us, no matter how hard she tries.
And Jeez, I still want her more than ever.
The Farmer's Touch is a short-story, SPICY, enemies-to-lovers, small-town, forced proximity romance, featuring a determined city girl and a ruggedly handsome farmer who clash over a resort project but can't deny their sizzling attraction. Sparks fly as their fiery animosity turns into undeniable passion in this standalone tale with a HEA.
Genre: Romance
As I step into the community center, I feel every eye on me, judging me, measuring me against their small-town standards.
Its frustrating but expected.
These people have probably never seen a woman in a silk blouse and heels in their lives.
Fine, let them stare.
Im here to do a job, and Ill be damned if I let their narrow minds get in the way.
I see him at the back of the room. Jesse Dawson. Tall, rugged, and undeniably commanding.
The way he looks at me makes my skin tingle and my heart race, but I wont let him intimidate me. Ive faced worse in the boardroom.
Just why does he have to be so infuriatingly attractive?
Those intense eyes, that rugged buildI cant stop thinking about him.
Every glance sets my heart racing. Ill make Jesse respect me.
Ill turn this around, even if it kills me.
But God, do I want him.
Jesse
This woman is something else.
Harper Barton, with her fancy car and slick clothes, waltzing into our town thinking she can change everything.
She has no idea what shes up against.
This is my home, my land, and Ill be damned if I let her or anyone else ruin it.
Shes beautiful, sure, but that changes nothing.
Her determination is almost admirable, but she needs to understand we wont be swayed easily.
But every time I look at her, Im drawn in.
Her eyes, her curvesGod, shes stunning.
When she asked for a farm tour, I knew it was a ploy. But as I showed her around, I felt an intense, primal desire.
Then I found her planner. My blood boiled.
She played me.
Shell never be one of us, no matter how hard she tries.
And Jeez, I still want her more than ever.
The Farmer's Touch is a short-story, SPICY, enemies-to-lovers, small-town, forced proximity romance, featuring a determined city girl and a ruggedly handsome farmer who clash over a resort project but can't deny their sizzling attraction. Sparks fly as their fiery animosity turns into undeniable passion in this standalone tale with a HEA.
Genre: Romance
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