February's Cowboy Dawson

I don’t do distractions. I work, I train horses, and I keep my hands to myself.

Then Lilah Martinez shows up at my ranch.

She’s younger, confident, and all curves and sunshine where I’m grit and restraint. A trick rider fighting her way out of a bad contract, she needs temporary access to my horses. I say yes and tell myself it’s just business.

That’s a lie.

Lilah works hard, rides harder, and looks at me like she knows exactly what I’m trying not to do. The age gap alone should shut this down. Instead, it makes every glance sharper and every quiet moment more dangerous.

I’ve spent years staying in control. Now all I want is to pin her against my truck, drag my mouth over hers, and show her exactly how bad a grown man can be when he finally lets go.

The Cowboys of Mustang Mountain carry regrets, rivalries, and reputations they’ve never quite outrun. They’re the men who fix fence lines by day, fight their demons by night, and swear they don’t need anyone. Their pasts are messy. Their scars are real. And their hearts are locked down tight.

Until the right woman walks into their path and shakes the dust off their hardened hearts. Women who aren’t afraid to push back, dig deep, and call these cowboys out on every wall they try to hide behind.

On Mustang Mountain, even the roughest cowboy can find a future, but only if he’s brave enough to love the woman who won’t let him walk away.