Shameless

There’s nothing like rolling into a small town that you’d left after being the plague-ridden dork with every teen-aged affliction that incites ridicule—and getting laid by the sexiest cowboy alive.

That would be 26-year-old Casey Roark, who had no idea that Slade Debolt’s weekly trip into the Cumberland feed store was so anticipated by the female population; the sale of batteries tripled as soon he‘d gone.

Casey, having bloomed and changed, had a goal of just being one of the ”normal“ people, starting her nice, respectable bookstore and café, also had no idea who Slade Debolt was the night she’d finally threw off her repressed virgin cloak and picked him up at a bar.

Now, Slade, who had agreed to the no names, no-next-day-memory, sex, was popping up and teasing, tempting her to peek at what lay underneath that handsome exterior. Something a woman, who by now knew his rep, would need to know. To top that off, the sexy rancher’s shameless streak wasn’t just about getting her into bed again—although, that was on the agenda. No, he wanted her, in every sense of the word. And Casey has to let go of old fears and hang ups from her teen years, if she’s going to take the ride of her life, with a straight from your fantasies guy, who claims he was looking, and has found, the woman of his dreams.