Kaitlyn fell in love with the ranch instantly. The sprawling land immediately felt right to her, and as she spent more and more time on horseback exploring the vast property, her heart knew that she had found home. The golden hay fields bordered by cottonwoods, split down the middle by a river, and backed by Rocky mountains were everything that this girl had ever envisioned in her cowgirl dreams. The daughter of a large animal vet and a teen rodeo queen, she left her childhood home in California and found herself continually moving farther northeast, first to college, then to Yellowstone as a horse wrangler, and then to Montana for her graduate program in animal science.
And now she was here – on a vast cattle ranch in the most beautiful country she had seen yet. It was in a remote corner of Montana – a quiet, stunning, and perfect place for a cowgirl like her.
But as beautiful, peaceful, and dreamy as the ranch was to her, it wasn’t the reason Kaitlyn had found home. Her home was the boy that had brought her here. Mark had also been raised in California, but his true ambition had always been to someday manage the family ranch in Montana – to dedicate his life to ranching in this remote place where horses, cattle, dogs, moose, and deer outnumber the people. Where neighbors become family, life moves slowly, and the days are filled with hard satisfying work.
As much as this ranch had stolen her heart, the reason Kaitlyn felt like she had found her home was because her home was in Mark.