Cal Hoke, an onsite pretty boy veterinarian at Riding Ranch in Stockton County, Oklahoma, has a secret he will never share with his ranch hand coworkers: he happens to be in love with the ranch owner, Pax Raulton. Straight and sexy Pax is a chiseled, handsome, aggressive businessman at Riding Ranch. For years he has raised and sold thoroughbred Palominos. Pax is a private man who minds his own business on the ranch. When he suffers a head injury caused by one of his prized horses, he spends days in recovery due to amnesia. Pax cannot remember a single detail from his past. Under Cal’s personal care and tender touch, Pax is provided with the help he needs to overcome his amnesia. As this healing process takes place, Cal learns Pax has a secret of his own, a secret that will change the two men forever. But something lurks in Pax’s history that he has forgotten, a dangerous and charmless someone with the potential to shred Pax’s world with ease. Is the bond between Pax and Cal strong enough to keep them together when the dark secret is exposed? Or will the two cowboys be forced to end their romantic ride together?

Stockton County Cowboys Book 2: Riding Cowboys

A half hour later I was freshly showered and had enjoyed the bowl of vegetable soup I’d heated in the microwave. I was just getting ready to settle in for the night with a book when I heard someone knocking on the door. Startled, I put the novel down, slipped out of bed in nothing more than a pair of Diesel boxer-briefs, and went to the door. 


When I opened the door, Pax stood there gazing at me. The rain was pouring over him and he was soaking wet from head to toe, looking like he’d walked over. His white T-shirt clung to his skin, showcasing every ripple of his muscular chest. I couldn’t help admiring his pumped pecs and rippled stomach as I stepped back to let him in and asked, “Pax, what are you doing here?”


He nodded to me, hatless, and asked, “Can we talk?” 


I couldn’t tell him it was too late for visitors, because it wasn’t. Hell, it wasn’t even nine o’clock. “Come in,” I said, waving him in.


Chapter 10