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

“I know, he’s never done that before,” Barry said, frowning at the dog. 


“Not him, although that’s pretty amazing. I meant Moonlight Shadow.”


“Who?” Barry asked. “Oh, the horse. Is that his name?” He looked back into the paddock at the still-trotting horse. “Suits him.”


“He just accepted you. Let you pet him, kiss him.” Liam shook his head. “Darn, I bet he’d even let you ride him.”


Barry smiled and confessed he’d thought about it. “Only I don’t know how to ride.”


“I don’t know anything about horses.” Barry thought of telling Liam about the donkey on the beach but decided it would make him sound like a dork. 


“You’re shitting me. You handled him just right. Heck, none of us here could get near him yesterday, and we’ve been around horses all our lives.”


Barry shrugged. “I just talked to him, gave him some of Rex’s treats and…I don’t know. He just seemed to like me.”


“Good thing I had my phone with me taking pictures, ’cause no one would believe me if I told ’em.”


Chapter 41