Eleven cowboys want to give me the ride of my life… straight up the aisle.
When my top reporter calls in sick, I get stuck covering her assignment in Nowheresville, USA—some remote ranch where eleven cowboys are advertising for a wife. One wife. For all of them.
They placed a bold ad in a national paper, and now everyone’s curious. My magazine scored the exclusive, so it’s five days in the middle of cowboy country to get the scoop.
I expect hay bales, outdated ideas, and chewing tobacco.
Instead, I find a gorgeous ranch and eleven shirtless and sweat-slicked men, muscles flexing, handsome faces...
Eleven cowboys want to give me the ride of my life… straight up the aisle.
When my top reporter calls in sick, I get stuck covering her assignment in Nowheresville, USA—some remote ranch where eleven cowboys are advertising for a wife. One wife. For all of them.
They placed a bold ad in a national paper, and now everyone’s curious. My magazine scored the exclusive, so it’s five days in the middle of cowboy country to get the scoop.
I expect hay bales, outdated ideas, and chewing tobacco.
Instead, I find a gorgeous ranch and eleven shirtless and sweat-slicked men, muscles flexing, handsome faces a mix of serious, interested and intrigued. They tip their hats, call me ma’am, and look at me like they already know what I taste like.
These men aren’t playing games. They’re working the land, raising six motherless kids, and looking for someone to build a future with. No apps. No games. Just wide-open hearts and intentions that are hotter than a Texas summer.
And now… they’ve turned those heated gazes on me.
I’ve done casual. I’ve done complicated. I’ve been used, discarded, and ghosted by city boys who couldn’t spell “commitment.” But these men? They’re different. They talk. They listen. They live with purpose. And they look at me like I might be the answer to what they’ve been missing.
They say they’re not just looking for a wife—they’re looking for their woman. One woman, shared between them and loved by all. Its hard to comprehend how one woman could be enough for so many big, strong, demanding men.
They make me want to rethink everything I thought I knew about passion, love, and cowboys.
I came here to write a story. I didn’t expect to become the headline.
But the big question is: Can I fill the pretty pink cowboy boots waiting outside my bedroom door?
