The harder you work, the luckier you get. I am the luckiest gal in Central Florida, and I have blisters and callouses to prove it. Life got a tad... > Lire la suite
The harder you work, the luckier you get. I am the luckiest gal in Central Florida, and I have blisters and callouses to prove it. Life got a tad sweeter when our new Friesian stallion arrived with his own tall, dark and delicious veterinarian. While I sought relief from the sweltering heat and the tingles Dr. Din induced, my best friend hinted I should find a crew to complete my project list. Ash, the sexy cowboy carpenter, accepted the job and sauntered into our barn. There are sparks flying, and they aren't all the magic kind. I've always had a thing for older men. Maybe a gentleman with wisdom and experience will join my crew. Nah. How much luck can a girl control?