Rodeo Lumberjack (Red Oak Mountain Lumberjacks #7)

Sierra:I came to the Red Oak Mountain Rodeo for one reason. Work.As a photographer, I’m used to standing on the sidelines, catching all of life’s moments while life passes me by.I know how to capture a smile. A kiss.

A cowboy flying out of the chute.But then I aim my camera at the most delicious thing I’ve seen in years.No, he’s not a cowboy.He’s a lumberjack.And just one look makes me want to walk right off the job and into his arms.Wrap me in flannel, ladies.I’m ready for some good wood.

Carl:I came to the rodeo for beer, bulls, and a good time.Then Sierra points her camera at me.One flash of that smile, and every easy thought in my head turns dangerous.She’s not from here.She’s not staying.And she’s definitely not supposed to be mine.But the way she looks at me makes me forget that this is supposed to be temporary.??