About this book
I came here to be straight. Not to get passed between cowboys.
A remote ranch. A year of hard work. That’s supposed to shut down the thoughts I keep having about other guys.
Instead, I find exactly the kind of men I can’t stop thinking about.
Big, broad, capable. Sweat-soaked shirts clinging to hard muscle. Worn jeans stretched tight over thick bulges. A whole bunkhouse of them, cut off from the rest of the world with nothing to do after dark.
Coming here was a mistake. But coming is exactly what I keep doing.
Shared by the Cowboys is Book 1 of 2. Ends with an HFN, with more to come.
