Riding the Storm

That's what I tell myself the day Bryce Raintree walks into my arena—cocky, bruised, and dragging his ego behind him like it's been trampled in the dust. He's a bull rider who's lost his edge. His team sends him to me to get it back. He doesn't like being told what to do, especially not by a woman like me. But under all that attitude, there's a storm brewing. And I can't seem to walk away. I've spent my life in the saddle, doing what needs to be done after losing our mom and stepping up on the ranch. I don't fix cowboys. But maybe… I don't have to. Maybe he's not the only one who needs saving.