He was supposed to be just a one-night stand that I never saw again, but now he's ... hugging my grandma?
I had a plan for my summer. I was going to fall in love.
And when I say that, I imagine someone nice, someone who lives nearby, maybe even someone in a hot suit or something.
Yet somehow, I ended up in bed on the other side of the country with a cowboy - with an actual cowboy hat and cowboy boots, and he makes them look hotter than a suit.
While he's a stranger to me, he's apparently best friends with my grandma, and he's a loving dad, and he's respected all over town.
Sounds like a perfect small-town romance, huh?
Except that he's rude to me.
And he's after my inheritance.
And he hates me.
And he's making my summer harder, sterner, stricter, and most definitely ... hotter.