I never expected to find myself pregnant and desperate after losing my job. And I certainly never planned to track down the father of my baby-especially when I don't know which triplet it is.
Brock is all business, stern and commanding. The oldest of the three runs the ranch with an iron fist, but there's tenderness in his touch when he thinks no one's watching. Owen's quiet strength draws me in, his careful observations catching everything. The middle brother's thoughtful nature hides a passion that leaves me breathless every time. Then there's Toby, the wild one. His carefree charm and devilish grin hide depths that surprise me at every turn.