Chris Cole is a retired Special Forces Green Beret, ranch owner, and single dad--a widower with no interest in second chances. At forty-five, he's got his hands full raising two little girls and managing Silo Springs. The emptiness in his chest is familiar, and he's made peace with it. Until a new hire walks into his life. He's taking a risk bringing a woman onto his team, but this "cowboy" from Texas has a resume too impressive to ignore. When she shows up, she's not what anyone expected. Spurs on her boots. A gun on her hip. A hat no one dares touch--she's all fire and grit. But while she's hell on wheels with the attitude of a gunslinger, she's got a face that could knock a grown man on his ass. And when she calls him, "Boss," it's all he can do to look the other way. It's only the boys in the bunkhouse he needs to worry about, he can keep his hands in his pockets. At least that's what he tells himself.