Down, Boy

Cash Mercer speaks maybe nine words a day and considers most of them optional. Georgia arrived at Iron Creek with something to prove, a past she doesn’t discuss, and a talent for making the quietest Mercer spend his entire word budget arguing with her.

He’s her instructor. She’s his best trainee. The county opened a betting line by week two.

But somebody is tampering with Iron Creek’s contracts from the inside, Georgia’s history is the kind that follows a woman, and the dog who won’t perform his best trick is grieving a name nobody says out loud. Falling for each other is easy. Saying it — in a family where feelings are conducted via casserole — is war.

Opposites attract, forced proximity, a hero whose silence is a whole language, and a heroine who becomes the county’s first female field operative. Laugh-out-loud, cry-into-the-dog scenes, scorching heat, complete HEA. Reads as a standalone; hits harder in order.