Taken by the Wylde Mountain Cowboy (Wylde Mountain Ranch #3)

I know better than to fall for a cowboy with a two-year-old daughter, a truck full of belongings, and absolutely no idea what he’s doing.

Unfortunately, knowing better has never met Cash Wylde.

Cash blows into town with everything he owns packed in his truck and the cutest little girl in Wylde Mountain wrapped around his finger.

He’s charming. Funny. Ridiculously handsome.

He can handle a horse. He can fix almost anything on a ranch. He can make his daughter giggle until she can’t breathe.

But feeding her something other than cereal for dinner? Getting her boots on the right feet?

Hopeless.

So when he needs a babysitter a few afternoons a week, of course I agree.

We’re friends. That’s all.

At least that’s what I keep telling myself every time his smile makes my stomach flip. Every time his hand brushes mine. Every time I catch him watching me read one of my books to his daughter.

His life has always been reckless. Mine is the opposite.

Choosing him might be the first reckless thing I’ve ever done.

But also the smartest.