Molding Clay

Clay Russell had plans, big plans. First, he was going to win the Nationals in bull-riding, then he was going to start his own business breeding horses. But his family had other plans. They roped him into leaving Arizona and taking on the job of getting a struggling ranch in North Carolina back on its feet. He didn’t expect it to be something beyond his ability. He also didn’t expect Rusty Blackhawk to be a woman. Or a witch. Rusty had no choice but to take the Russells' offer and partner up with him. She had to hang onto her ranch, and this was the only way. She wasn’t expecting to like Clay Russell. She sure wasn’t expecting to want him. Neither of them expected the passion that explodes between them or the danger that threatens their lives.