Barry Logan’s day starts out shitty and continues to go down the crapper. His car breaks down in the Middle of Nowhere, Colorado. The only mechanic for miles is out of town, forcing Barry to hole up and await his return. Bored and hungry, Barry goes to the town’s only bar in search of food and entertainment. The former is almost inedible, but his interest in the latter is piqued when two specimens of cowboy perfection walk in. Barry has always had a thing for cowboys, and he’s been on a mission to get up close and personal with as many as possible before flying home to England. Having two cowboys at the same time would be a new experience, and one Barry is eager to try. So when the two men leave the bar, Barry follows in hot pursuit. He overhears them arguing about whose turn it is to bottom that night. Without thinking, Barry offers his services. Jimmy Pierce and Jake Wilson drive Barry back to the Double J ranch for a night of wild passion he won’t forget. The next morning, Barry wakes in an empty bed to a beeping smoke alarm. It seems the ranch cook quit the night before, leaving Jimmy, Jake, and their three ranch hands to fend for themselves. Barry immediately takes charge. His cooking meets with everyone’s approval, and he agrees to stay on both in the kitchen and in Jimmy’s and Jake’s bed. The two cowboys are physically demonstrative, both with each other as well as with Barry, who finds himself falling fast for both of them. It’s like a dream come true -- Barry has two men and a job he loves. But petty jealousies, rivalries, and miscommunications threaten to shatter the dream, and when Barry’s scheming ex shows up, things get even worse. Sandwiched between two cowboy lovers, has Barry bitten off more than he can chew?

Cowboy Sandwich

“What is it with the whole blue and red thing with you two?” Barry asked, thinking complexions or eye colors or…


“We both hate doing laundry,” Jake admitted. “When we have nothing clean to wear we cram it all in the machine together. When it stops and it’s dry we know that anything red is mine and anything blue belongs to Jimmy.”


Barry chuckled. “But what about socks, jeans, that sort of thing?


“We buy black socks in bulk. We always get the same brand so there’s no problem about matching them up. We’re both the same size so we just share them. And we scribble with blue or red permanent markers on the labels of our T-shirts, jeans etc.” 


They pulled up in front of the ranch house and Jimmy emerged from the barn, his blue shirt dusty and sweat-stained. Barry swallowed down a moan of desire.


“You two’ve been hours. Thought I’d have to send out a search party,” Jimmy said, pulling Jake into a full-body hug and a searing kiss that seemed to go on and on. 


Chapter 17