Three tidy rings, safety nets all around, and the shit had been shoveled regularly. But it had been a rational, well-organized circus. My life had been a circus before Gage Goodman had showed up, it was true. So why does it feel like I’ve finally found the home of my heart?Īnd how can I get Knox Sunday to… pick me? My big life is waiting for me somewhere other than Little Pippin Hollow. He claims he’s not looking for anything permanent, and I’ve never been one to put down roots. A big city life in Boston he left behind when he returned to his hometown to help his family. Now I find myself making excuses to delay my big dreams… just for a little while.īut Knox has unfulfilled dreams of his own. Or to find a purpose in the tiny Vermont town whose claim to fame seemed to be apple-based products and copious amounts of charm.Īnd I most definitely hadn’t expected to fall for Knox Sunday, my grumpy, burly, fifteen-years-older, reluctant roommate, with his infuriating lectures, his hot-as-fire body, his superior attitude, his snarky humor, and his stealth cuddles. I had not expected to be welcomed into a family of gorgeous and weirdly efficient lumberjack-types myself. To maybe, possibly encounter some lumberjacks in their natural habitat before moving on to the dream career that awaited me in the city. To get away from my overprotective brothers. The job at Sunday Orchard was supposed to be temporary.Ī chance to gain some work experience.

Pick One by May Archer