Sweet-talkin' cowboy, easy on the eyes, has his hands full running a ranch. Looking for the motherly
type to raise three little girls good and proper.
He's got a sound body, a sound mind and a good
heart, and would expect the same.
Travis could have strangled his foreman, Gus, for placing that ad, but the damage was done. Delectable Eve Reardon was on the doorstep, babe in arms, looking to be his wife. Or at least looking for the roof over her head and the three squares Gus had promised. He couldn't have refused her even if he hadn't needed someone for the girls. Eve did something to his insidesand other partsthat brought home the fact that a man needed a woman...all for himself.