I dressed other people's dream houses for a decade and never once built one of my own.
Then a temporary job at a horse ranch handed me a burnt-out designer's worst nightmare: no plan, no client to impress, and three men who don't want me useful. They just want me still.
Beckett runs the ranch like it's the only thing holding him together, because it is.
Cole trusts horses more than people, and people more than promises.
Zee fixes every broken thing on the property except himself.
None of them need a moodboard. None of them need me to earn my place at their table, in their barn...and in their bed.
Which terrifies me more than any deadline ever has.
I came here to dress up a harvest festival and leave with my life exactly as tidy as I found it.
Instead I found out what it feels like to be held instead of caught, and now I don't know how to walk away from a home I never planned on wanting.
The only question left is whether I'm brave enough to stay long enough to find out if it's real.