Hayes Walker doesn’t lose control. Not in the arena. Not in the ER. And definitely not with women.
He walked away from the rodeo circuit at the peak of his bull riding career to chase a different life. Swapping one chaos for another.
His past? Buried with the rest of his wild days. Including the one night he spent with a beautiful, small-town girl who made him look twice.
He never expected to see her again.
But seven years later, she’s sitting on his exam table.
The one that got away. The one he never forgot.
Regan:
You know the saying, This ain’t my first rodeo?
Well, the night that I met Hayes Walker, North America’s number one bull rider, it was.
Winning a random competition led to him putting his hat on my head, and you know what they say—Wear the hat, ride the cowboy.
One hotel room, one one-night stand, and one unforgettable twenty-third birthday later, I was gone, just as planned.
Fast-forward seven years, and I’m back in my hometown of Whitewood Creek, working on my family’s egg farm.
Have I thought about my night with the wild cowboy since? Occasionally.
Did I expect to ever run into him again? Definitely not.
And I sure as hell didn’t expect him to be the new, hotshot doctor at our tiny community hospital.
Did he remember me? Oh, he did—except, according to him, I was just another pretty face from his bull-riding glory days.
Fine. We’d both moved on… until fate decided to shove us together in an unwilling marriage of convenience and roommates situation I didn’t see coming.
He’d stay on his end of the house that I love while I’d stay on mine. Two people who married for the love of a property and have mutually decided that nothing more can ever come out of our arrangement.
Except resisting my handsome, bull rider roommate is just as hard as it sounds.