Chasing Bandit

I didn’t think much could surprise me anymore. I liked the routine of my life on Cameron Ranch: wake up, work all day, drink all night, maybe find a girl to pass the time with. It was simple, predictable, and uncomplicated. That is, until my dad dropped a bombshell that would forever change my life.

Not only was he ready to retire from managing the ranch, but for me to take over as owner and operator, I had to marry and stay married for twelve months. It was a stipulation set by some great-great-great-grandfather in a legal deed document years ago.
I was scrambling, with a deadline looming, until the least expected woman in my life agreed to a marriage of convenience. She wouldn’t let me ask why she agreed, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. We were both getting something out of it, and that was all that mattered, right?
Wrong.