When I finished my MBA at Cal Poly State University, I was also supposed to get my HEA with my fiancé, bull rider, Dylan Spinelli. Instead, I got dumped. But I wasn’t going to let a lying, cheating bull rider change my plans, so I loaded up my horse trailer and headed out with my two best friends from college to spend a year on the road, barrel racing and chasing rodeo dreams. There was no room for a man in my life; my only focus was keeping my horse fit and healthy and win enough money to keep rodeoing. That was until my ex-fiancé’s best friend put his hands over my eyes at the rodeo in Reno, Nevada and said, “Guess who?”
One of the biggest mistakes I ever made was introducing her to Dylan that day after our Political Science class at Cal Poly. How did I know they’d fall in love? She was supposed to fall in love with me, but it didn’t matter because I was out of there anyway. Kylee had her dreams set on an education, and I had mine set on a gold buckle. Kylee and Dylan were meant for each other, and I was meant to ride saddle broncs. So why did my heart skip when I saw her at the rodeo in Reno? And why did I wish she wasn’t my best friend’sfiancé?
Book one of the Barrel Racer Trilogy (all three novellas are stand alone stories, but all are linked)
She lives in the Midwest with her husband, two dogs, two cats, and three horses on a small farm. When she's not writing novels, she's writing screenplays, making indie films, or competing at barrel races. She loves hearing from readers, so feel free to email her at firstname.lastname@example.org