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Dear Reader,

Most folks outside the Sierra Mountains where I was born, raised and now own a horse ranch, would think I’m a hard-nosed, crusty son of a gun. I’m sure Danielle Daguerre, who had to honor a contract her ex-husband signed with me to tame my rogue stallion, Altair, would agree.

In fact, I’m like Altair in many ways: rough around the edges and stubborn. I need Dany to fulfill the obligations of that contract—whether she wants to or not. My ranch, the Cross Bar U, sits up high in the Sierra Mountains, near where part of the California gold rush took place. I know Dany, an Eastern-bred woman, didn’t want to come out west to my ranch to work with that hardheaded stud of mine and get him ready for the Grand Prix circuit of show jumping.

She felt the stud and I were a complete loss and neither one of us could be tamed.

I knew Altair needed a softer touch—a woman’s touch. I knew Dany was the woman to tame that red-devil stallion. What I didn’t realize was she was going to tame me, too!

Sam Reese