He didn't want to want her. That was the whole problem.

Laura left the only city she'd ever known for a summer on a working ranch — a house full of Montgomery kids to look after, a garden to coax out of hard ground, and a family that runs loud, warm and all up in each other's business. She expected the work. She expected the homesickness. She did not expect Jackson.

He's the brother who won't meet her eye at the dinner table. The one who goes still when her name comes up. The one the rest of the family needles mercilessly, because a Montgomery can spot two people circling each other from a mile off — and this bunch has never once had the decency to keep quiet about it.

What starts as friction turns, slowly, into something neither of them planned for. A meal cooked. A look held. A week of not speaking that says more than talking ever could. It's a slow burn under a big sky — the kind that sneaks up on you, then knocks the wind clean out.

Jackson: Montgomery Ranch Cowboy is a contemporary western romance about the family you find, the walls you finally let down, and the one summer that changes everything.