Branded: An Age Gap, Forced Proximity Romance
Leah Banks
That broody rancher is almost twice my age and three times as stubborn.
But I’m here to save his ranch, not catch feelings for my best friend’s dad.
Except the line between business and pleasure gets blurry every time he looks at me.
Everett Riggs keeps his grief locked up tighter than the barn at midnight.
He grunts. He glares. He smells like leather and rain.
I pitch marketing, he pitches resistance, but sparks keep flying across the dusty stables.
Then his daughter—my old college roommate—waltzes back and the air goes thick as honey.
She hates that I’m here and hates the way I look at her dad even more.
Three hearts. One ranch fighting to survive.
If I let this forbidden fire burn, everything could go up in smoke.
But a summer storm is coming, and I think I’m ready to dance in the rain.

