Fallen Willow
WELCOME BACK TO BLUE RIVER RANCH . . .
Dallas.
Six months ago, a fire on my ranch took my fiancée. And my whole world along with her.
Just when I thought I'd never feel anything again, a six-year-old landed on my porch-with a paternity test confirming what I knew the moment I saw her.
Now the people who brought her to me want her back-and I'll do anything to keep her. Even marry the fiery redhead who snuck into my half-built house and charmed my daughter faster than I could throw her out.
A fake marriage to keep my daughter safe? Deal, as long it's clear this arrangement has an expiration date.